Our favorite flowers

˚⊱𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄⊰˚

Note from the author: Hello, this is a remake of my previous book I made, I needed to change the plot a bit and to work everything out. Hope you all like it and enjoy!🩷 Also sorry for it being so short!!

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It all started when I was younger. I was abused emotionally and didn't knew what to do with myself. Do I even have talent? Do I even know what I want to do? Do I even know who I want to be? Of course not. Does future even have sense? I don't know anything. People always ask me what I want to do after high school but even I don't know... Should I know by now? I don't think so it's only second month of high school...

It's currently October, autumn, and everyone is already getting ready for Halloween parties. Everyday I hear in class their talking about parties. They all became friends so quickly... But I wasn't one of them. I was sitting alone in class, I didn't even tried to talk to them.

But there was this one girl, Marjoria, which caught my attention. She is my neighbor and when she heard that I comed back from the psyhiatric wars, she baked me a pie and said that she's happy to get to know me...

I mean we were playing on playground once but... No it wasn't her. I was playing with some boy. Yea I remember it, he would walk toward my house and ask If I want to go on a playground.

I really would like to have friends but... Would they even like me... I bet they wouldn't... They would think that I'm a freak, just like in middle school.

It just after my parents died everything changed. People changed, surrounding changed, I mean I was happy that my mom isn't here anymore, but my dad? It was something else. He would always care about me, always say that he won't leave and look where he end up. The only thing I have after him is a necklace...

This silver necklace that I got on my 9th birthday. It have a silver little key on it with white-red diament. He said that every husband give it to his wife and it's tradition in our family, but mom don't deserve it so he made a new tradition. Every father will give it to his daugher. That's why I never take It off, I sleep, wash myself, exercise and dr everything wearing it. It's really important for me...

I looked through the window, autumn it was my favorite time of year when I was a child. I would always love to jump to a handful of leaves with my older brother and always be happy when it rained. Something made me that when I was a child that I loved these, but now it was... Strange. I don't feel that joy anymore, I don't feel anything but sorrow. I only have my brother left, no friends, no real life, no happines.

I've been asking myself the same question for days now:

Is it really worth it to continue living this kind of life?