Moody - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
Sulky tones of a querulous child.
Yesterday had been fine but today the world was monotonous and Tara could feel her energy leaving her like an ink stain into blotting paper. She struggled to feel with anemic emotions that had no substance, they were flat and drained, like a used tea bag. She walked with her head bent through the school corridors, averting her eyes to the floor, but yet not wanting to look distressed. Her aim was to be invisible, blend. Any social interaction would just be annoying and she'd risk loosing friends. Maybe tomorrow her mood would lighten up.