Last Dance
It’s already eleven, the school dance ends at midnight, and I still haven’t left the house. Change my clothes three more times. Ugly idiot. Finally, I rush out the door.
Sweat is oozing from every pore, heart pounding, mouth as dry as the Sahara. I probably smell like I just finished basketball practice.
“Hi, um, would one of you care to, uh, like, dance?” Three girls stare back with cold eyes.
“I don’t think so.” They start talking again, as if I don’t exist.
Back home, I sit on my bed, open all the pill bottles and start to cry.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleOh dear, Preston. That is so much the story of my life (not the pills though.) Very evocative picture of young despair.
Thanks Alan. It seems we’ve touched a fairly universal theme.
This is heart wrenching, Preston! If only people realised what effect rejection can have on someone already lacking in self esteem. But as much as I intensely dislike those three girls, they are young and still have a lot to learn. My heart goes out to your protagonist and I can only hope the outcome is not as devastating as it appears. A well written, emotional read.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThanks Linda. As others have said, it can be one of the most difficult stages of life, with scars that can linger a lifetime.
Oh, such heartache to be a teen! Stories about dances seem ultra popular now on Voice.Club. You really captured the despair of a teenager, well.
Thanks Margarita. And here I thought I was the only one! ?
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleOh! What an emotional story. He should please not harm himself. He should take heart. Some of us have gone through that tunnel also. Though, it’s an uneasy experience.
Thanks Thompson. Yes it can be a very painful time and many are unable to move on. Personally I’d love to tell that young man that things will get better and not to be so hard on himself.
I think this is such a poignant and very relatable story for many people. It was well told. Great job!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThanks Marianna! I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Rejection really hurts, it can cause despair in young teens. It is a very sad and poignant story, Preston. I wish I was there comforting your protagonist. Well done.
Thanks very much Lotchie.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleYou’re most welcome, Preston. How are you?
I’m great Lotchie! Thanks for asking.
Thanks great. ❤
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleTouching and heartbreaking story, Preston. One that’s too familiar to many! Teen years are so hard, and it’s so difficult to see the future when the present weighs so heavily.
Thanks Emily. If only we had known it gets so much better with a little perspective and support.
Apparently we had the same idea for a Midnight story, Preston, describing the trauma that Saturday nights at the dance hall could create. It’s good to know, although sad, that it seems to be a pretty common experience.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleFor the record, while this story was “under review” I saw yours come out, so at least no-one can accuse either of us of copying! ? But you’re right, unfortunately, this is a theme many can identify with.