One more day until my sixteenth birthday i was determined to look pretty on my birthday. I just wanted to feel special.
-------moms pov----------
My daughters 16 birthday was in one day and i was pretty positive she thought that id forgot about her birthday. shes my only child that i have with me. the only reason my ex husband didnt get custody like he did with the other two is because hazel isnt his child.
My daughters phone was on a site with pictures of a guy named brendon on it. she was like admiring him. then it hit me. I KNEW HIM HE WORKS WITH THE STUDIO I WORK IN!! He has some weird band called panic out of disco or something.
"sweety whats that band you love so much"
"Its panic at the disco mom"
"thank you sweetheart"
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had nothing to do but stalk brendon urie on instagram. i sigh. of course he's still hot and I'm constantly jealous of Sarah but it is what it is.
"Hazel, time for dinner" my mom yells "coming mommy"
"wow my favorite" i say sarcastically" as my mom placed a plateful of dinosaur nuggets in front of me. i finish up my dinner and sit down on my couch. "sweetie your going to bed now, you have a long day tommorrow." "Mom its only nine oclock!" "your going to bed. NOW." she said sternly o just rolled my eyes and walked away to my room.
before i went to sleep i kinda just stared at the ceiling. thinking about how it would feel to be appreciated. I missed my friends. Its hard enough to make friends as it is nevermind in the summer.its alot easier during the school year when your forced to be around people. i started crying not heavy but after a while i was balling.
i needed to go to the bathroom and wipe my nose so i quietly walked to the door hoping my mom wouldnt see me and ask why i was crying. luckily she was on the phone looking out the window. She was excited about something. i wiped my nose and went to bed after about 5 minutes i fell a asleep.
