sally

                                    

                                          
I was picking a dress for Sally, her birthday was soon so I thought it'd be much better for me to buy a dress instead of a cake like usual. Sally didn't mind anything, her reaction would always be the same; a small, forced smile and a quick thank you.
                          
After I paid, I saw Sally right next to the exit of the shop.
                          
"Oh! Sally! When did you come here?" I asked in a very friendly way.
                          
"I was about to ask you the same thing." Sally smiled and came to hug me, for a random and very weird reason.
                          
"And yeah, I'm coming over today, if it's alright with you." I was being as kind as I could, I don't normally hang out with Sally, my dad forced me to be friends with her because he's working with her dad.
                          
"No, my father doesn't like religious people, he says that he's sorry." She blankly said and looked down.
                          
"So he knew that a Christian was coming?" I laughed a little.
                          
"Yes. Yes. I mean, I don't know." She was somehow stressed and scared, there was something that she has hidden from me, I could feel it. I'm not psychic though. I'm not. I'm not. IM NOT OKAY?!
                          
"Okay then, here, wear this and come to my house." I offered her the dress and saw her smile, but she quickly rubbed her smile and replaced it with an ugly frown.
                          
"My father doesn't allow me to go to religious people's houses, he's not a Christian, so he doesn't like those people." Sally finished her sentence and walked away with the dress in her hand, and left me in a shock and in a sea of confusedness.
                          
I didn't bother to follow that religious weirdo, all she talks about is how her father rejects everything, and tells her to deny everything, even the hottest guy in school. Sally's father is literally controlling her life madly, I'd commit suicide if I was in her place.
                          
I then suddenly saw Sally leaning on my car. As if I wasn't even there, she kicked the car and strolled away casually.
                          
"Sally?!" I yelled, but rudely, Sally seemed as if she was ignoring me.
                          
She's got mental issues, probably because of her dad.
                          
'What are you doing?' I said, stern.
                          
She leaped off and clapped her hands, she had the usual weird smile on her face. 'You didn't say goodbye.' She put a twisted smirk upon her face and laughed, I smiled and walked away.