When I got out of the car, I had thought of just running away, being free, living life the way I want to. But something stopped me. My heart was telling me no but my mind was telling me yes. Which one do I listen to? My heart knows I love my family to much to leave them but my mind knows I would have a better life than I do know. Life is so confusing at times, you want to go one way but you decide to go the other way, you want to do one thing but you do the other thing.
I sat down beneath a big, green oak tree, facing away from my old red brick house and looking into the sun. The sun is so beautiful and free, just like I wish to be. I'm told I'm a beautiful girl, I'm a short 4'8 13 year old girl (almost 14 in 26 days) my long straight brown hair almost down to my butt,my eyes as blue as the sky, and my sweet and salty personality, yep,that's right, sweet and salty, I can be a sweet little girl like a 8 year old , all innocent and sweet but I can be salty, I can have a fiesty, fiery personality, I can be as dangerous as the ocean I'll be calm till someone angers me, and I sweep them down under my gentle personality, just in an instant.
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Good Girls Dont Die
ChickLit13 year old Samantha Grenich, is a good girl in her 8th grade middle school class. After meeting the love of her life, and the loss of her younger brother, Samantha finds out the truth about death.
