I'm Sarah. A typical teenager: shy and unsure of myself. My self esteem is not very good to be honest with you, because since younger i'm bullied by my classmates and even by my friends.
Yes by my friends ... or supposed friends!
I am 16 and will soon turn 17, a number that makes me feel a little scared.My life changed a year ago with my parents' divorce.
Today I'm moving with my mother for a city that ... well ...I consider the END OF THE WORLD! Holmes Chapel!!!
Shit, my mother has every idea!
In part I understand her. I understand the fact of her want a new start, away from painful memories of her wedding.
My refuge is near the sea where quietly I see the waves moves and in a certain way it calms me. strange as it seems I calm myself...
I never quite figured why my friends bully me ... Whenever something happens I lock myself in my room crying for hours.
I'm tired being inside of this car, this trip seems to never end! That boredom!
(You) – Mother still a long time?
(Mother) – Sarah stop being grumpy. Have you slept? That seems lack of sleep - she said laughing.
Yes, when I don't sleep enough time I'm very grumpy. This is a big defect that I have, that and chocolate.
(You) – Do you think someone can sleep in this cubicle car? We have to buy a new car, this will still be without wheels before reaching to that stupid place – I said snorting.
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After 4 long hours we arrived there. I looked through the glass a few times and I have to admit that this little land even had its charm, but I still prefer Liverpool, a city that fits in me ... but I had to get used.
I came to my new home
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It was not so bad, it looked cozy. I hope spend happy moments there!
(Mother) - Sarah's attic is huge and has a private bathroom. Do you want to stay there?
(You) - Of course mother, thank you!
Sometimes I wish having a sister of my age to share things ... but my mother after have me, had a problem and had to remove the ovaries. She cried for nights!
We were unpacking things. We had a lot of boxes I never thought that we had so many things.
( Mother) - SARAHHHHHH!
( You) - Say - I scream from the living room.
(Mother) - Go to the bakery please. Its two houses left ours. Go buy two cakes for the dessert. Go fast because dinner is almost ready.
My mother it's a machine, she unpacked and organized everything relationed to the kitchen and it's already making dinner.
I went running to the bakery, I knew if I take too long I'll listen a lot from my mother!
Suddenly I was against something, it was a nasty fall. I fall back and I have a little blood in my arm. When I stood up, still disoriented I noticed I had gone against a boy. It was a boy with brown hair full of curls ... completely gorgeous.
(You) - I'm so sorry!
(xxx) - Never mind baby!
(You ) - que cromo! He should have hit his head - said Sarah walking past the boy.
These days have each moron. That guy should have hit his head, sucker!
