Attempt

Troubles.

|~Second chapter, small but has some info about Hallie~|

      Everyday is a good day. For my friends at least. They live normal lives, while I ask myself why I live with the people I do. I know they love me, I just question my love for them.
Sometimes I wish that I had a chance to be different. Or that I have chance to be normal. When I was 12 that's when it all started. Let's say I believed in different things. I believed those video game characters where in my closet. Or the horror movie monsters where in my attic.
      I couldn't sleep, because I thought they would haunt me. I couldn't eat because felt like they poisoned the food. I couldn't walk past the laundry room because I felt like a snake would come get me. I. Was. A. Wreck. I believe that's why I only have one friend right now. Faith. Faith and I met in 3rd grade and we loved each other. I'll talk about her later, she is far more special than some of my troubles. Let's get to some of the basic stuff.
        I'm 16 years old, I have dark brown hair and some people make fun of me for that. I don't get how blonds with big body functions and tan skin (that looks like chocolate by the way) are popular and beautiful. I am skinny but a little chub in me. I have bright blue eyes that catch light (as Blake used to say). I could say that I don't look good but Faith tell me otherwise. This is just how it is.

|~ Short Chapters but they can show a lot~|