Shatter Me | A Dolan Twin Fanfiction

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Acacia

I was awakened by the voice of my mother,
"Acacia dear, it's time for you to wake up, we're moving today." Great, the thought of moving state's caused great destruction to mind. My family and I have been packing for the past 3 months, but this isn't the first time I've had to switch schools or state's. My original home is New Jersey so I'm pretty pumped to move back, but I've gone through so much that my parent's refuse to understand me. Long story short, let's just say that I have a lot of problems going on in my life. I'll explain later, just not right this moment.

I looked around my steel gray room, fairy lights hung up on my walls giving my room a Tumblr vibe. Slowly becoming aware of my surroundings, I got out of bed and stepped in the shower. With my back against the warm water, I let hot tears stream down my face thinking about my past. What if it happens again? Dismissing my thoughts, I Finished up in the shower. Next, I headed towards my vanity to apply my makeup. Looking at myself in the mirror this is what I saw: Light imperfect skin, weird dark brownish-blonde hair, green eyes to match my mood, and the most ugliest body figure you'd ever lay eyes on. Many people say I'm "beautiful" and "perfect." Yea right, I'm an ugly stump. I thought to myself. I honestly never ever saw beauty in myself, all the other girls were absolutely perfect, they had so much confidence in their bodies and there's just me, an unconfident ugly mess.

Walking to my closet, I picked out denim high wasted shorts, a black boyfriend hoodie, and a pair of black Toms. Next I did my makeup, I put on: foundation, concealer, fake eyelashes, a ton of mascara, lip liner, lipgloss, blush. (You might aswell say that I caked up my whole face) I stopped applying makeup just because I knew that I'd look like a mess nevertheless.

Walking down the stairs, I could see that my parents had packed up most of our home into a moving truck. We hadn't even lived here for a good strong year. I decided not to eat anything and started  to pack up the rest of my belongings. When my room was finally empty I smiled knowing that I had a new permanent home and new life ahead of me. My smile slowly faded as I walked over to the corner of my room to find a knife. *Flashback* I remember this knife, the one I'd call my panacea day and night. Sitting in a tub of red, hoping for my days to end. *Flashback over* "Never again" I whispered to myself. I threw the knife out my window hoping I wouldn't kill someone. This was my chance to start over, accept myself for who I truely was, and to move away from my past.

Saying goodbye to New York wasn't too bad, I looked past my old home, this is where bad things happened. Where I had almost died multiple times, where I was bullied in school, and where I couldn't sleep at night due to the city chaos. So long New York, I won't miss you. From there you could say that I blacked out from the lack of sleep. Now all I had to do was wait and see for the journey ahead of me.

Hey whoever is actually going to read this, I just wanted to let you know that this is my very first fanfiction! I know the beginning seems kinda lame, but it gets better. Trust me, I pinkie promise! Please stick around till the end, hope you enjoy my book!

Happy reading! Xo, Ella ♡