2016
I've lived a life. I've lived quite many actually.
I've been bullied for sometime when I was younger... I still have after effects because of that.
I was segregated and hated for my brains, my difference. I wasn't like the kids in school.
I had only two friends, but one moved. I only had one now. And she wasn't who I thought she was,
For a long time I could see the word freak or crazy in their eyes. The up turned noses they would wear when I wanted to join them.
If it was a group game, everyone would go up against me.
I thought I knew how to read people, but I was so wrong. I couldn't tell for most of my life that my one friend was probably the one who stated everything.
So I read a book. Just one, but instead I was the main character. I wasn't me. I lived their life so I could leave my own. Then I read another book.
Like I said, I've lived a life. I've actually lived many lives.
YOU ARE READING
I'm Tired
Short StoryStory of my life. What's wrong with using Wattpad as something like a diary? That a friend might publish you story. Kala uses her Wattpad like that, and I decided to publish it. To show that sometimes the littlest things is what changes a person. A...
