I was laying on my white bed sheets just staring at the ceiling, the white popcorn ceiling.
Why?, I wondered.
Why are we the way we are?
Why am I weird?
Why do I do things?
Why do I care what they think?
Why does no one like me? Why?
These are questions I would ask myself everyday staring at my ceiling.
This is the most exciting part of my day.
No one liked me in school and my parents only liked my brother because he was just the perfect child while I was just there... Watching, thinking, and contemplating why these things only happen to me.
I tried my best in school and always did the chores but it was never good enough.
Why am I not good enough for anyone?
My life has been full of Whys but I just wish that this year will be a new start for me and to stop asking myself Why, but what other question should I be asking?
Well that all changed when I met Wyatt
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Why me?
RomanceA girl who doesn't have any friends meets a boy who changes her life.
