Hello. My Name is Broken

Chapter 1

Broken. It's a word that sums me up. I am broken. My heart was taken and cut into millions of pieces. Then they were sent off to the bottom of the ocean, or top of a mountain. The pieces of my heart were separated, and will never be fully put back together. I am broken. There I said it.

It all started on June 3rd, 2014. It was a typical day. I was sitting downstairs, finishing my homework when my parents came downstairs and told me that my grandfather had passed away. At first, I thought that they were joking until I saw my dad's eyes. They were gloomy and cold. I felt like I had been hit by a car, shot, and then thrown off Mount Everest. I was broken. And the remaining pieces of my heart were about to be completely destroyed. Those remaining pieces would become dust on May 7th, 2015.

I hadn't completely healed from my grandfather's death, but life was pretty good. I had received a scholarship and citizenship award and had made a new friend. But like I said, May 7th, 2015. My brother, sister, and I were sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast when my mom came in and told us that my other grandfather had passed away that morning. Again, the remaining pieces of my heart were ripped out of my heart and crushed until all that remained was dust. And eventually that left a big black hole. A hole that filled the empty space where my heart should have been.

So those two events are the two major reasons why I am broken. But to add to that I am the oldest of three and am often blamed and yelled at for everything. No matter what I do, it is never good enough. I have been kicked off of soccer teams because I wasn't good enough, made fun of, and so much more. So now that you are caught up in my life, let's jump back to the present.

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