Chapter 1: Feel bad for me

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I was born rich. Like REALLY rich. But then everything changed when I was 6 and my parents lost the house because of the housing market. Even though you can't develop strong memories until 7 but I SWEAR I remember everything in crystal clear detail. I was bullied and that was bad. I got beat up one time. It made me from "a happy kid who didn't care" to "Crazy monster who wants to hurt people" I killed one person's dog and got the other guys parents arrested for hard-core torture porn that made the hello kitty murder look Amish. I was bullied so much I probably became depressed. Then I went to Alaska. I thought "oh wow cool! New place? A vacation?" But my parents didn't tell me that we'd move there for 2 years. But it was really shitty. 1 bedroom shared by 3 people, no water and no tv, internet, or cell service. What I had was rodents as friends. Little rats living in the walls searching for cheese were the only thing keeping me sane. Even if I was ever sane. Eventually I moved back to my original state. Slightly better house but still absolute garbage and I hate it even though I at least I have a house when others don't but that doesn't matter because it only has two rooms. TWO ROOMS. IM PRACTICALLY HOMELESS. Disgusting. Even at a new school I was an outcast. No one could ever understand me. I was too smart. I AM too smart. No one can handle it. I'm like the joker. Insane but smart and everyone is praying on my downfall even though I'm actually the hero.

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