Witches

 A little story that I have made back in 2014 with a few minor edits from my present-day self.

One day, I suddenly thought that my friends are witches. Was it because I woke up on the wrong side of the bed? Or maybe it was because my noodles were too soft and the broth was cold? But then, I don't really know why! It just happened right out of the blue.

If my friends were actually witches, maybe, they could zap those bullies away and we'll all be happy or would they turn me into a frog because I keep on doubting them?

There, I saw them talking to each other, smiling and laughing with each other. I swear, they're starting to sound like cackles from a coven of witches.

Wait, what am I saying?! Will they really turn me into a frog? No, I can't let that happen. Never in the history of never, I'm too young to lose my free will and become an unassuming animal. I can't be dissected on some sophomore's biology class or be placed in a glass display full of moldy fetuses!

So I ran away, far from the castle of witches or the classroom as you would like to call it and went into hiding inside the CR. I prayed to the great eye in the sky that I won't end up being a frog after school ends. My stomach started to ache in response to my growing anxiety; it was natural since I might wind up saying goodbye to humanity.

"Hey, did you know that my crush glanced at me while I was getting my stuff out of the locker! Oh my gosh, he's such a hottie"

"Lucky you, I can't even get my crush to notice me..."

Oh shi* those voices...

"Its alright, he'll probably notice you-since you look fantastic"

"I hope so.."

And with that, they both started to laugh. To be honest, the sound of their giggling was starting to turn into the cackles of witches, why does this have to happen? 

Why did I even become friends with them in the first place? Will they hurt me just like my "so-called" friends, am I doomed to live a life of loneliness and doom?

I slammed the door and ran away, I didn't care if my friends saw me, I just wanted to be alone.

And now, I was perched on the stairs, looking at the cars passing by our school. Another day has just ended for the elementary school students, so their parents would just pick them up willy nilly.

I dreaded Elementary school, since it was the time that I didn't have friends to talk and enjoy childhood with. Most of the time, I was alone until I met them..the same friends that I'm accusing of being witches. I felt ashamed, since I doubted them once again.

It was then that I realized, my friends right now weren't hell-bent on transforming me into a frog. No, it was just a spell done by the real witch which was none other than doubt. It has poisoned my mind with the promise of "You'll never get hurt and lonely again"

But no, my doubt keeps on hurting everyone around me. It keeps on pushing people away, and the past that I tried to avoid has reared its ugly head on my life once again.

I can't go on with life with this kind of thinking, so I went back to the hallways. There, I saw my friends look at me with concerned faces. '

"Are you alright? We just saw you crying a while ago.."

"Its alright guys, sorry for the outburst..I just had a lot of things on my mind"

"Hey, its not a biggie! But seriously, overthinking never did good to anyone. Now let's go and have some fries, maybe that would clear your mind!"

"Oh yeaaaaah!!" And with a smile, the six of us walked away happily.