Have you ever seen one of those true crime shows, and watched an episode where the "sunshine girl full of kindness and joy" gets kidnapped, murdered, etc?
Well I was once like that. Well, I kind of am still, but now I'm less naive. Not that I was really naive back then but I still sort of lived in a fantasy world. Not literally though, not yet. Well that didn't really end well for me. Word of advice, don't light up rooms you walk into, that's basically a promise of becoming someone on a true crime show.
Which is what ended up happening to me.
Well I should get on explaining.
Most people loved me. I was agreeable, quiet, and complacent. Perfect base of a people pleaser. But other than that I was actually interesting, I wore my heart on my sleeve, hidden under a jacket. Sometimes people would see it and end up learning a deep part of me. But it always felt like an act. Every thing I did, no matter how unexpected it was to me, it somehow always felt like a controlled decision. Something I chose to do.
I eventually found out that was masking, but that's for later.
To summarize in short, I was a "perfect" person that no one really hated, and I ended up mysteriously disappearing leaving only impossible clues behind.
And they were true.
A/N
Hi! Author here, sorry about the grammar, there is no editing. I am open to constructive criticism, but please be kind.
I will not accept any kind of hate towards anyone in the comments.
This might become a fanfic, I have no idea. This just popped into my head while I was reading a description for a fanfic and I decided to write it down. If you want more chapters feel free to ask, I might forget about this story entirely if not, I have bad memory. I'll try to post again when I have inspiration.
Thank you so much for reading this!!!!
- me, the author.
PS
If it ends up being a fanfic then the characters don't belong to me, they belong to their og owners, only my oc(s?) are mine.
- me
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