"Her Tragedy"(A story with no pattern but heart)
We were just normal Highschool classmates back then.
She was silent and independent.
I don't have a goal but to sing with my guitar.
She has, and it's to become a good parent.
Woah!, was that a goal? I said.
I never understand a weirdo like her.
So, to be cool to other girls I wrote a song
for her.
"Silent Girl Panties" was the title.
I insulted her and try to touch her *** when she walks.
What I wonder is she doesn't make a sound.
I touched it and she just ignores it...
why is that?...
I stopped feeling guilt for the first time.
every girl I touch they seem to be mad but love it...
but her, she doesn't get mad but deep inside I feel the fear...
was I wrong?... to test her?...
I tried to talk to her but she just stared at her notes...
I snatched her notebook but she ignored and kept her head down...
I thought it was funny yet irritating.
After class I ran to her and apologized. but she continued walking.
no words... I talk... no words...
I was getting pissed so I shout at her and grabbed her shoulder.
I can't take it cause I feel something's wrong.
from the moment I grabbed her she Shrugged...Scared...in tears...
"S..Stop *Cries*" her words I heard.
I stopped... at that point I couldn't talk any longer.
I let her walk home on her own.
Still, her tears haunt me. it haunts me.
The next day she was absent...
and it continued...
until she was absent for 1 wk and 3 days.
So, I felt guilty that I thought it was my fault.
I decided to go to her house.
Knocked...
Knocked...
Knocked...
wait...
wait...
Knocked...
but no one answered...
that day I decided to go home and just forget about her.
She still haunts me... I can't sleep...
do you know the feeling when you lost something you really like?
or when you fight with someone so important with you?
ten times that feeling and you'll get what I'm saying...
I woke up to get ready for school...
I was walking until I decided not to go to school but go to her house...
So, again I knock, Knock,Knock!
until I decided to climb up.
What I saw was a house full of cans and beer bottles.
A cigarette box... the floors are dirty, the ceilings looked like they're gonna fall anytime...
the chair is broken... I was calling for her name...but no one answered...
I was so worried... when I heard some banging while I hear "UH!" sound.
I walked slowly to where I can hear the noise and there I saw...
The girl that was once silent was making love with two guys.
I don't know but... I felt like it crashed me...
I didn't know that... I dont believe that...
I fell for her... but I knew it hurts...
I got home and sleep...
If only I knew she was that kind of girl...
after a week she came back to school...
she said that she's sick.
I don't believe that crap!
3 damn weeks sick!?
It was recess when I grabbed her arm and told her.
"Pretending to be silent, but a whore inside"
"SLAP!"
she slapped me with an angry face.
she want me to let go off her but I didn't.
I hold her and kissed her neck..
then she pushed me away and ran.
again no scream... she's used to it I think.
But it hurts.. why should I fell inlove with that kind of girl!
it hurts. I decided to leave her and forget.
So, I tried dating again. I dated 2 girls...
the one doesn't want me because she has someone.
the one likes me but I dont like her. what a date.
2 weeks left before our graduation when she disappeared.
she disappeared without a trace.
in my mind she just took off to make love with men.
but me, I'm still worried of course.
then...
It was the last day before our graduation...
when we heard the news from our principal...
that her body was found under a bridge with no clothes...
her small brother told the police that he saw his uncle and another guy took off with his sister...
If I knew what her case was....
If I knew she wasn't the girl I think she was....
If I knew she was being molested...
If I knew she doesn't have anyone but her brother...
I could have save her...
I could have....
because I love her...
I would love her....
She could have been happier if I only knew....
