I'm just going to tell you a bit about myself.
My name is Chelsea Brooke Portman, but everyone just calls me Brooke.
I'm 16 years old, and yes I already do drugs,smoke,drink,and have sex.
No, I haven't killed anyone yet.
No, I'm not the only 16 year old like this.
But I'm far worse than you think.
I didn't grow up in a poor house or town and I had a great childhood,but on my 12th birthday my Dad died.
And ever since then things went down hill.
I ran away,lost my V card,got high for the first time and cut my self,all at 12.
I felt no pain, I still don't, I'm numb to the world.
I don't have any friends or a boyfriend.
No one dares to get near me.
But do I really care? No, not that I'm aware of.
But I am lying to myself,I know I am but I won't truly admit it.
