small mercies

my story for the competition! Mercy is as shy as anything at school, but when she discovers a blogging website deep in the web, something about her comes alive. people begin to notice changes in Mercy- and when she is confronted by her brother's friend on the web, her life starts to take a dramatic turn. Mercy begins to wonder if she really lost herself when she found the website, and that starting that blog was one of the worst choices she has made.....


1. deep in the web

"Mum, I'm home." I yelled, slipping into the house and pressing the door quietly shut behind me. my voice is met by silence. "Mum?" I try again. nothing. letting out a long, exaggerated sigh, I roll my eyes and drape my blazer and school bag on the back of the dining room chair. she's probably sauntered off to leisure centre in her attempt to get 'fit'. I'll believe it when I see it. I don't have homework tonight, so I'm screwed boredom wise. don't take me as a girl who highlights her hair blonde, and lounges on her bed texting her friends and boyfriend- if you swapped boyfriend to girlfriend, that's more like my brother- Mason; But not me. a girl like me has no friends. passing out of the kitchen and into the living room, I catch sight of myself in the mirror; I usually avoid mirrors- I'm not sure why. maybe because I'm shy of people, I feel shy of the person who stares at me from the glass. she has long, wispy dark hair, and jumpy lime eyes. Her face holds only one emotion: fear. ripping off my tie, I hurl it at the mirror, and dart away before my reflection reappears. she feels like a ghost girl. trudging up the stairs, I slip my hand into my hoodie pocket, and produce my mobile. it's nothing special, just enough to make my mother believe it would make me 'cool'. I check my email: please renew you're library books..... exiting new offers!....- I shut it off. leaping onto the landing, I jab my bedroom door open with my shoulder, and head straight for the laptop. I don't know why, but I enjoy browsing the web. I flip up the lid and slip my cursor over to 'Browser.' the screen flashes up within a second, and I carefully read the bright blue letters: 'Searching for......' I sigh, and stoop back into my seat for a moment; thinking. I type in 'Friends'. they are what I really want. coming to the conclusion that this will never happen, I hurriedly delete it, and swap it for: 'will anyone ever understand who I am?" I search. the computer delved deep into the web. Three results popped up on the screen, and my eyes settle on one of them- my heart jumping into my mouth. it's called "We Know."

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