I'm the type of person to give people what they want and that's what I did .
After a matter of time it was obvious that no one wanted me to win and they wanted Tayla to take it away .Yes for other people this is just a silly game I played with my cousin but for me this a more than that .
I don't know why but I felt the need to put my legs down knowing that I was capable of more than I was showing .
Yet for the sake to please others I accepted defeat.
Tayla got all the praises and I just walked past that incident as if it was nothing but for some reason it stuck at the back of my head .
I often asked myself when did it start?
When did I start holding on to so much memories that I knew would leave a bitter taste in my mouth?
Untill today I don't know the Answer to that question but what I do know is that I don't need to know.
3years later
Hi I'm Layla what's yours?
YOU ARE READING
To be thirteen
Non-FictionA women's trails don't commence at a wanted time it start at birth. To be thirteen is a story about a young girl who lost her all trying to please the world around her.Thee main character (Ella )never knew the cruelty of the world until she got a ta...
