CHAPTER ONE
I know I said she wouldn't have a girl as her but thought I would give you a image to think of... If you know what I mean
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Samantha's P.O.V~
Life, it's hard honestly the bully's and the drama and the hurt. I wish everyone could get along and be happy but no we hate each other, there's always that one person liked more then someone else and everyone picks favourites and if your not the favourite your the under dog, the loser, loner, your manly nothing. But when your like me and your that 'nothing' you know the difference between wrong and right and up and down but no one cares cause there blinded by what our generation has come to, thinking a lot of makeup looks pretty at 14, thinking sex is cool and that if your butts not big or your boobs are small, your judged for being different.
But isn't different a good thing? Well yeah, but sometimes being to different isn't good, it's bad.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I wake up in darkness, scared, crying. For what reason? For the reason that I'm different, I'm autistic. Born this way and I have to live this way, in fear of not ever fitting in, or never having the career I want and most importantly never having a friend to talk too.
~Morning~
"Wake up Sam, last day of school" a soft, gentle voice whispers in my ear.
Me knowing it's my mother I open one eye, smiling at her. I haven't seen her in months, she was gone on a business trip to New York."I missed you mom" I say in a soft voice, smiling big while pulling her into a big hug.
"I missed you too sam" she says pulling away and climbing of my bed slowly.
"Get dressed and come get breakfast down stairs when your ready okay?"
"Okay" I reply getting up to head to my closest, I look through and find a pair of blue skinny jeans and a black shirt that say 'hipster' on it and put it on, I also put on red high tops and a black beanie, with my hair down in a side braid.I head down stairs greeted with 'good mornings' from my brother and father, I greeted them back and sit down next to my mother.
"Your look beautiful today, Samantha" my father says looking down at his food.
"Thanks father" i say half smiling, me and my father have a good relationship but I don't believe every thing he say, that what brother tells me to do anyway.
" Sam it's time to go!" My brother yells running down stairs with mine and his book bag. I stand up and head to the door but I stop as usual to think about what's about to come, you see I'm bullied and no one but my family likes me, so when I go to school the kids call me names and hurtful things.
" what's wrong?" My mother asks me.
"Nothing just making sure I have every thing" I say cause you see she doesn't know about the bully's and the name calling and stuff and I think she doesn't need to know.
"Okay sweetie have fun at school"
"I will mom, I will" I say softly walking out the door to the bus.~At School~
"Look how ugly she is"
"Worthless sloth"
"She should just die"
That's all I here when I walk to my last class of the year. But I'm used to it, so it doesn't bother me any more."Samantha Jenner to the office please, Samantha Jenner"
'What?' I think as I walk to the office
'What did I do, cause I didn't do anything' I think.I open the office door to see my mental health worker sitting with my principal and parents.
"Yes?" I say shutting the door softly behind me.
"Sam, I've been thinking of something lately and I think it's a good idea..." Addie my mental health worker told me.
"What is that?" I ask curiously stepping forward to sit down next to her.
"I think it's would be a good idea for you to go to a camp.." She says nodding along with my principle and parents. I look at my mother shocked and then back to Addie.
"What type of camp?" I ask leaning my head to the left.
"It's a camp for teens like you-" my mother says slowly standing up.
"You go there for the whole summer and ride horses to relax the mind and it's helps with stress-"she says still not finished cause I cut her off.
"But you just got back! Mom I won't be able to see you for another 4 months!"
I say holding back tears, but all my mom does is take a deep breath and looks away saying."Sam your going to a depression camp and your leaving tonight" she says finally looking up at me, as I let a tear toll down my face.
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