Fifty Word Fiction, Parts III and IV

I missed last Tuesday, which is the day for updating the story. So here is last week's installment. Part III:
She tossed and turned, her dreams plaguing her with painful images. All the times she tried to impress them, or just to fit in. And they just laughed. Every time. As if they knew how hard she was trying, and they didn’t want anyone who had to try so hard.

Since I'm doing this tonight anyway, here is this week's installment, a few days early. Who knows, maybe there'll be another one on Tuesday, and this is just an extra. Part IV:
Was that the problem? She was trying too hard. Why should she bother, anyway? Why was it so important that they validate her existence? She was better than them, anyway.
She woke, confident, and stood up. As she stood, she tripped on a branch. In her mind, they laughed again.