The Spring Anthology ✔

The Truth On Paper

Written by myself (Iwritevariety)

To anyone who stumbles onto this slip of paper, may your life be better than mine,

I won't reveal my name but I'm only fifteen

Not the nerd or the school beauty queen

Living in a flat but I am not alone

Household tasks contribute to my moans

My brother is snobby, snaps at my heels

Breaks things like my bicycle wheels

Kid me not, for he's only five

Bounds with energy and keeps light alive

I don't know my dad but I have a mum

Her food tastes great and my brain goes yum!

But there's something else, the demons in my head

In reality, I wish that they were dead

I don't know why this note is in a bottle, a wine bottle to be exact. I come to the beach alongside our holiday cottage every year and it's the first time that I've ever stumbled on something like this. But, that wasn't all. The note continued on the other side:

The kids pick on me because I try my best

End up coming top on every single test

Where my brain comes from, I don't know

But I wish that the hateful comments would stop so

Reading it, I feel for this girl. She's fifteen, with a brother who looks like braking things is the right way to go. Her mum looks nice but appearances can be deceptive.

I want to run away but where I don't know

Go to a place where flowers grow

Far away from the bustling city

But I might get bored, what a pity

So? You shouldn't doubt yourself girl! If you need space and a place to fly away too, then do it!

No-one listens and no-one cares

Why will no-one answer my prayers?

I call for help but I'm pushed away

Broken down, I'm feeling pain

My heart aches for her even more. From her writing, no-one seems to care. At the end of the day, she's just a teen girl who wants to try and get somewhere in the world.

Whoever finds this

I hope you feel my pain

Right now

I don't think my life will ever be the same

I stop reading and look out towards the ocean, heart pounding and tears forming at my eyes. Although there's no name written on the bottle or the sheet of paper, I think I know who this girl may be...

I know that it's short but a little mystery to round off The Spring Anthology. Who do you think wrote that note? And readers, do you have times when you feel the need to write down how you feel? I get that too. Scarlett x