It's like when you were younger and no one understood that once a person learns how to speak, they are able to comprehend anything at all and know anything that an adult can know. It was crazy when the one person you knew for your whole life though, tells you that you'll never be able to be who or what you desired to be. Your hero telling everyone you know that they will make it in the world, that if they thrive for a dream it will come true. The thing is that you realize that no matter what you do no one will except you or think of you, you just don't care. No one will love you, no one will remember you, and no one will go to you for help, no one at all.
I would know. That girl was me. It's crazy though, that everyone, my friends, parents, and teachers don't even remember me. It's crazy that through all the years that I've known them, that the one time I need them to stick up for me, remember my name at least, that they just stare blankly at me like I'm the crazy one. But I'm not. They're the ones who are crazy. Forgetting their own daughter? Forgetting their own friend? Forgetting their own love?
It really hurts. It really does and I'll tell you and anyone in the world who actually realizes they know me, that through this whole situation my heart still yearns for someone, anyone. I just need one person to remember who I am. But that's the thing, someone does but he's the ones who did this to me. He's the one that made them forget, trapping me for so long and then bringing me back.
I'll tell you what really hurts the most though, through the whole time I was sitting inside that chamber and couldn't get out, no one even cared. But now I got out, finally after all those years. Sad thing though, no one even remembers me, no one even knows that I'm their daughter, friend, and love.
But they will.
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Teen FictionWillow Quinn was the girl who sat at the popular table. The girl who everyone knew, even if they were from another state or school. She was the one you knew and if you didn't then you'd be shunned. It'd be social suicide. Well, that the thing, she...