WARNING:
This book contains cursing language, depression and self harm, and may contain sexual language as well.
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(Part 1)
I opened my eyes and saw nothing but my ceiling. I also had light which was caused by the sun was reflecting off of my glass window and onto my wall. Another morning, more opportunities to find truth within myself.
Not that everything about me was a lie which it really isn't that way. I just want to find more of a truthful meaning to myself and the life I am living. Because I'm not the average 14 year old girl waking up everyday to seeing their parents and telling me good morning as they poor their daily cups of coffee. My life wasn't even close to that.
It was more like waking up at 1:00 pm every summer evening as I say goodbye to my brother Harry as he goes off to work and his friends and comes back in time to make us dinner. My brother and I no longer have parents since they were on a flight to Colorado and got trapped in a blizzard last winter.
Their plane had gone dead and well, so did they.
It wasn't normal seeing my brother as a dad to me. In fact, it still blows my mind to find him doing all of the cooking and cleaning for us. It also makes me feel bad that he has barely any free time to do anything since he works two jobs to keep our small house in London.
Yes, on the weekends he has off and has all the time to spend with his friends. It makes me feel lonely to find myself in my room all day with nobody to call or someone to hang out with. I didn't have really any friends.
I was always an individual.
I'd think how I would think and dress how I dress. Not many things that people liked about me at my school. And being an individual seemed to be their number one pet peeve about me.
Just for being me, nobody wants me. I've learned that they just don't see through my point of view and how deal with my everyday life. Maybe it's just too complicated for them to understand because they don't live the life I do.
I never asked for it to be this way but this is what reality has come to me with. Well, me and my brother that is.
Hi. My name is Mackenzie Styles. And my brother is named Harry Styles.
He's 21 and well, you know my age.
My brother and I aren't the fighting type of siblings. We weren't the sweet and promising ones either. We never really open up to each other or really interact through how we feel. That doesn't mean that we don't love each other though. Well I love him and I know he loves me but that's another thing we don't do. We never really told each other that. It's complicated but that's just how life and family is. I'm just trying to get through the awkward and the roughness in life and just move on to the greater things. I hope to have my own house and maybe a family of my own to have people close to me in the future. It's not that me and Harry aren't close but it's once again, a complicated relationship between us.
(HEY GUYS! SO YES THIS IS A NEW BOOK I AM WRITING AND ILL UPDATE ONCE AND A WHILE SINCE IM ALREADY WRITING TWO BOOKS BUT THEN I SEE THESE PEOPLE WRITING LIKE 5 BOOKS AT A TIME SO THERES NO REASON I CAN'T. SO I HOPE YOU ENJOYED PART 1!)
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