PROLOGUE
Sometimes you have to get knocked down,
Lower than you have ever been.
To stand up taller,
Then you ever were.
*
My life has had many up’s and down’s, I mean doesn’t everybody?
I know some people have more downs than ups and sometimes it’s the other way around, but isn’t that what life is? A way to see if it can make us or break us?
I mean someone who has been bullied all their life is probably one of the strongest people on the planet, they still get up every morning and go to school and go through the torment and stay strong.
But some who don’t get their way suddenly break down into little pieces. Isn’t life finding out who deserves a piece of true happiness this way? It may see, cruel and heartless but the people who have it worse find the good in almost everything and when they find that piece of happiness don’t they blossom and become something more? And the people who take stuff for granted and think they’re so important, don’t they never find the one thing that can make them complete?
Life is hard and unfair but isn’t that what makes us who we are?
Because I had more downs than ups and they defiantly made me who I am today. They proved to me I’m not just a speck in the universe, it showed me I’m important and that people love and care for me more than I know. I may not be Queen of the world but I mean something in people’s lives and to some their grateful to know me as I am with them.
I used to have a perfect life.
I had perfect parents, who loved each other and did everything they could to make me happy. Then a perfect twin brother, who told me his secrets, who hated not being around me and always protected me. Well then I also had a perfect best friend, he protected me like an older brother, he played and teased me like a friend and loved me like a soul mate.
But as I grew up things changed, and changed drastically. My little bubble finally popped and I saw how ugly and terrifying the world can be and for years I hide from it. I felt broken and out of place and at one point I will admit I wanted to end it all. Then I decided why should I let all these things bring me down? I was just as important as anybody else, I was put on this Earth for a reason and I sure as hell wasn’t going to stand for this any longer.
So I stood, after years and years, I showed the world who I was and I was no longer that scared little girl. I was now somebody who wouldn’t take life’s b*llsh*t and I would stand against it and fight tooth and nail to be free and to be my own person.
Moving on from my dramatic monologue, I would like to introduce myself.
My name is Liberty Matilda Stonewell, people used to call me Libby for short but as I’ve changed people call my Matt, it’s shorted for Matilda. When my bubble finally popped I was fifteen year’s old, and when I finally decided I finally had enough I was sixteen, but when I turned twenty that is when I finally took a stand against the world.
Till the age of sixteen I had lived my whole like if Mullingar, Ireland. I was an Irish girl, born and raised and Ireland was my home, nothing felt better than being in your home town with your family and the Irish air. My Dad divorced my Mom at this time and when he said he was moving to England I went with him, while my twin brother stayed with my Mom.
In a way my life was like a movie, the parents break up the kids get split up and they end up living in different countries. Don’t forget the bit where the kids don’t speak to one another and don’t speak to their other parent.
YOU ARE READING
Please, Don't Walk Away {Niall Horan Fanfic}
FanfictionThis is not like 'Dark Niall' but it may seem like it, Niall is more like a bad boy in this. The story is restricted for no apparent reason and I am trying to change it, sorry about that! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Liberty Mathilda Stonewell aka Matt. This is...