He walked into my office today. I could feel the heat rising in me to want to say something to him. I could not bring my self to even say hi as he walked by. What is wrong with me, I kept looking at him over my glasses and I felt him peeping back at me. He is so nice and I really don't know how to even speak to guys. They can be so shallow and heartless at times. I have never even had a frist kiss and or a date and here I am boadering 30 years old. I am known to others as the mole. I hide out in my closet of a cubicle and then rush to get out of the building at the end of shift. I go home to my dog, sit in front of the television and watch other people lives un-fold before me. I really do not even like going around family for fear they might ask me about my love life. If there was ever a strong word for what I have become it would be S P I N S T ER... said isn't it. No one ever thinks of me, I mean is there any hope for me. Oh well I guess life is just a barrell of pits http://ficlets.com/feed/story/28264