THE STORY OF ADEENA

Chapter 1

( her outfit above)

  I always felt different from the time I was in middle school, I would just have this sudden feeling of sadness but i never knew why? I mean I had a few friends. My home life was fine at least that’s what I thought. When you’re a kid you tend to look over things or somethings you just can’t comprehend and it's not until you’re older that you realize how fucked up your childhood actually was.  

It wasn't until sophomore year of high school that I had my first mental break. I will never forget that night. I was never the same after that, It was a regular night in September I was listening to sad music when suddenly everything just rushed to me all the memories of my shitty life and the emotions that i repressed just came flooding out and next thing you know i'm crying hysterically, but it wasn’t just any normal cry cause next thing i know im grabbing a pair of scissors and dragging the blade across my wrist repeatedly as all the dark memories resurface. It was like for everything I remember I was punishing myself for it.

It went on like that for another thirty minutes, then everything just stopped and I just felt numb. When I looked down at my wrist I just saw blood and i quickly went to wash it off all i felt was the sting pain as I ran it under the running water. That night was when i fell in love with pain, it was the only way i knew how to combat the numbness i felt inside.Sad part is I was only 14.

Anyways now at 19 already graduated from highschool and still not having a single clue what I want to do I decided to take a gap year…….. Or maybe two who knows. Now instead of cutting my wrist I party my life anyway and sleep with random guys cause the only way I ever truly feel pretty is through male validation.

Speaking of which I probably should get out of this guy's bed before he wakes up. I picked up my undergarments off his messy floor quickly putting them on, then I grabbed my red leather skirt throwing it on along with my black crop top. Then quietly as possible I looked around for my purse and black strappy heels,after double checking to see I had everything I high tailed my ass out of there not bothering to look back.

This was one of my many hookups I had after a night out like I said it's how I fill the emptiness inside of me as much as I want it to be different, I just can’t help fear the unknown. Well with that I begin to make my walk back home, and get ready to do it all over again.

(Let me know what you think so far 🥰)