~They Call Me Aspen~

•Aspen•

"Don't do it"
"It's all you're fault"
"They left you"
"You're worthless"
"He doesn't love you"
"JUST SHUT UP!"
I'm breathing heavy and popping medication into my mouth. People think I'm insane.
They're scared of me. That's why I live alone. Nobody cares for me. Not even my own damn parents. They left me on my own at age 6, and told everyone that I went missing. They lied to get past that fact they didn't want me because voices in my head tell me horrible things. I've never had friends , or family, or a boyfriend. I'm Aspen, I see dead people.
My house is a tiny, white, wooden shack in the middle of nowhere. Sometimes I'll go in public when I need more supplies, other than that I stay home.
Isolated.
Alone.
I've always dreamed of seeing the world. Paris, Bora Bora, Australia, Michigan, Texas, etc.
But I could never do that.
Ever.
I'm broke and living in a stupid shed that belongs to an abandoned house.
I try to be positive and hope to make friends.
But that's a joke.
I fixed myself some left overs and was startled by a sharp squeaking noise.
It's a moving truck. I have neighbors now?! I instantly had mixed emotions. I didn't know whether I should be excited and start over, or should I avoid the trouble or the risk them turning on me too? Maybe I'll let them come to me,And they did.
*Knock Knock*
"Uh... Hello?"I stuttered.
"Hey! We're your new neighbors. I'm Delaney, this is my Husband John, My daughter Talia, and my Son Hickory." She smiled with her fancy earrings and clothes.
"Oh... Um, I'm Aspen..."
"Nice to meet you Aspen!"they all said.
I've gotta say, Hickory is really cute, but once he knows my story or IF he ever knew my story, I'd probably get knocked on my ass.
Again.