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I was never really an open person. Ever since my dad left my mother when I was just 7 I closed myself away from everyone like a book. I never became what my mother wanted me to become. She wanted a skinny, flawlessly perfect model for a daughter and with me, that's not what she got. It was her fault that I am the way I am. How insecure and doubtful I was about myself. I kept all of my emotions up in a ball and I had never even had a proper best friend who I told everything. Obviously I knew most people at school and I never had any grudges against anyone or got myself involved with bitching or gossiping, and I was liked by anyone whom may decide to have a conversation with but I wasn't really a very sociable person. I kept myself to myself and that was that. All I needed was my music and my photography. That was until one day, someone unexpected decided to take an interest in me. He wanted to make an impact in my life. At first I was edgy towards him, I never let people know anything about me, but slowly he managed to change me, for the better and I slowly began to find who I really was through him, this white chinned boy.

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