Prologue

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Love. It's all that seems to run through my mind. Sure, I'm a teenage girl; it's plastered everywhere that it's all we think about. At least half of the movies and books these days are about love, and who are they aimed for? Teenage girls. What I'm trying to say, is that it's not abnormal for me to be thinking about love all the time. It's quite normal actually.

All these girls fantasize about their fairytale with their Prince Charming; falling madly in love with him, and he falls head over heels for her. I imagine it all, but I can never really believe it's gonna happen. I can't imagine a guy falling in love with me; someone with a messed up family, who's got a mind that hates the body it's in, someone who's got it bad, but not bad enough for anyone to care about it. I'm not the prettiest, not the funniest. I'm not gonna lie, I'm pretty smart, but there is still always someone smarter. There's ALWAYS someone better than me, so why would anyone choose me?

I'm addicted to something I don't think I'll ever have.

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