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"Misty," my dad calls to me.
Well here comes more screaming. "Do you want to go out," my dad says with a smile.
"Stop the screaming!" I spat.
He looked at me as if I was crazy for about ten seconds before turning to my sister and asking the same question. Of course her answer is yes.
I ran upstairs and blared music to hopefully stop the voices in my head. "Please stop I'm not doing anything I'm doing as you asked and I barricaded myself from everyone by becoming the antisocial outcast with no friends," I said to myself as tears poured down my face.
Soon after the voices stopped, I began staring at the wall with tear stained cheeks.
"Why am I such a freak?" I questioned myself. "Why can't I be normal and find happiness? I'm a spoiled sixteen year old girl and I'm not happy. Why? I don't have any friends and no dream girl to love me and help me through this shit," I sighed.
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The Forgotten
RomanceGIRLXGIRL Trigger WARNING COMPLETED My very name should be forgotten. I am not someone to dwell over and neither is anything about me. I am not someone you want to get close to. I am a no one. I am the forgotten. Is it me or is it you? Is it me to...
