My legs shaped into a pretzel, my eyes dart around the empty meadow. It's always so peaceful here. I found this meadow three years ago when I was fifteen. I needed a place to go when times got bad. That is why I am here everyday, under the same old willow tree.
I might as well introduce myself. My name is Amelia Davis. I am eighteen years old, and I hate myself. Ever since I turned twelve, everything went downhill. My Mum died when I was thirteen, my dad abuses me everyday, until I feel like dying. I have no friends, as everyone pretty much hates me.
The Autumn leaves crunch under my navy blue toms, as I tie a rope to a high branch on the willow tree. I looked around at the different coloured leaves scattered across the ground. Tears streamed down my pale, sickly cheeks as I looked at the world one last time. I stepped onto a boulder near the tree, and counted to three. One...Should I really end my life? Two....No one will miss me anyways! I am a nobody! Three...I am about to step off the rock, when I hear a loud shout, and footsteps running through the colourful autumn leaves.
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Meet Me In The Meadow
FanficDreams are like fireflies. You have to catch them in order to see the beauty, but once they stop lighting up, they die. That sums up my life. An eighteen year old girl, who sits alone everyday in the same spot wondering what to do with her life. If...
