"You know something I don't
It's not like you to be cold
Every night, replayed over and over.
You say things that I don't
You make me feel alone
Every night, replayed over and over."(It's been a while, sorry.)
My mom told me some news about a month ago that will possibly change my life. News that I don't exactly feel comfortable sharing just yet, by the way. Especially on the internet. But this has made me rethink almost everything that has happened in the last two or three years of my life, and now all of the mysterious things that happen make sense.My dad doesn't even know that I know, and my brother doesn't know. I wish she'd tell my brother, so I could have someone to talk about it with. Yeah, he's a jerk 90% of the time I'm with him, but he IS my brother, and the only one who would understand the situation. I can't exactly trust anyone right now, and I wish he could know. This thing has stressed me out with the lack of information and the frustration of it all since I was told. Why should I be in this situation, and not someone else? This isn't just something you can get over and forget, so why me?
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Forgive & Forget
Teen FictionA part two of Truth Be Told, written by Jenna, Cecelia, and Annabeth.