Alcohol, weed, cigarettes, extacy, acid... and the list goes on and on. Who do I think I am? This isn't me. This isn't my life. I feel like I am trapped in someone elses body. I feel like someone else is controlling me and what I do, but I am wrong. This IS me. This IS my life. I am in my own body and I am controlling what I do. How did it get this far? Where did everything go wrong? This is all I can think as I look at how much I hurt my family. My parents resent me, my little sister, who used to look up to me, hates me. I went from having best friends to having suppliers, dealers, my go to people. Worst of all... He doesn't love me anymore. He doesn't want me. Once I gave him what he wanted he walked out and left me with no one. The feeling of being alone and unwanted, I hate it. I wish I could go back and change it all, but I cant. Or can this one thing save me and bring back the old Layna.
Should I continue and write chapter one? Leave feedback on what you think about this and if i should continue , please and thank you (:
