My life

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I am Melissa, and I am 14 years old. I have two younger brothers, and Mom's preggers AGAIN. I HAVE HAD ENOUGH! I am thoroughly done with my life. I think I'm gonna run away. Make my family know how I feel. I'm pretty sure that if they were in the situation I was in, they would commit suicide. That's right, suicide. They just don't know how I feel. In school, I'm bullied and thrown around. They call me names because apparently, I'm the teacher's pet. I'm sure that if I was the only person in the class though, I would be the bane of Mrs Ottoman's life. I think I make her tired half the time. When I was about 6, I felt the same way. I even had the same thoughts! Once, I even asked Mom to help me run away. She said no. I said that I was going to drive the car off the canal. After hearing that, Mom was absolutely sure she was not letting me run away after that, simply because we have a Rolls Royce. I have evolved from a rich family, the Frank family. Anne Frank was my cousin. As a young girl, I had the latest Apple I phone. Now I have the I phone 6c, with a diamond encrusted gold case, so I don't understand why I am bullied. It's not a problem to be rich and intelligent, is it? What's the point of life if you're not intelligent? Thomas Edison made the lightbulb, did he not? He must have been rich to own all the equipment needed, right? And he must have been intelligent to actually have made it. It might have taken him tens of thousands of tries, but he was intelligent enough to remember all the mistakes he made and to know that he can't do the same thing again!!! I wish that life was easier. Then I wouldn't have to run away from my designer clothes and my Jimmy Choo flip flops.

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