Rejectedly Yours

“My heart fell to the sweaty gym floor, and shattered in to thousands of tiny fragments.”

Wed 9-21-94

Today could very well be my worst day yet in the eighth grade. I was basically depressed all day. But P.E. really did it. I was pretty depressed when I got to P.E. Right off, I noticed that Emily C. was dancing with Dave for the second time in a row. Well that didn’t bother me that much. I don’t like Dave anymore, right? Yeah, sure.

Well I asked some guy to be my partner. Well, we asked each other. He looked familiar; I knew he was in my grade. Well, he turned out to be a great dancer. I consider myself to be a pretty good dancer, but I was really nervous dancing with him. I really wanted to ask him to be my partner for the dance contest, or at least I wanted someone good like him for my partner, but I didn’t ask. He was very good and I don’t know how good I am so I didn’t ask. Well, the P.E. teachers had the people entering the dance contest on one side of the gym and the rest on the other.

Well, I glanced over and noticed Dave and Emily on the side with the people entering. That pounded another stake in my heart. A while later, Jenny L., runs over to my partner and asked him to be her friend’s partner in the contest. I know it didn’t matter but when he just upped and left like that my heart fell to the sweaty gym floor, and shattered in to thousands of tiny fragments. I don’t know why it hurts so. I guess it was, or I’m judging it as just another rejection to add to my list. I know it doesn’t matter, but it hurts, it really does. Badly. I hoped he’d come up after class and apologize or something but he didn’t. And I guess in my heart I knew he wouldn’t. I mean to him, I’m just another dance partner. He’s had quite a few. I’m just another face in the crowd. Nobody special.

Rejectedly Yours

Rejectedly yours,

Jennifer Heller

P.S.: I’m so depressed and hurt

Speak up peeps.

3 thoughts on ““My heart fell to the sweaty gym floor, and shattered in to thousands of tiny fragments.”

  1. Hmmm who was the guy? This just reminded me that I think Danny Wilson was my dance partner like every year from 5th grade on.

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