My Life Turned Upside Down

❤ Chapter 1 ❤

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    Darkness. Darkness is all I ever feel, see, and hear now. You could probably say the same thing about sadness, too. My life is like a hole the more problems I have the deeper the hole gets, and no one ever tries to fill the hole, they just make it deeper. The only thing that actually makes me happy is acting. Acting is like a release for me, whenever I go to the theater I don't feel like I'm hiding behind my own skin. I don't have to worry about what's going on outside those doors, while I'm being someone else, hiding behind a mask. It's not the people that make me happy, it's the feeling, the vibe that makes me want to smile and laugh. But, before I get too far into my story maybe you should get to know me a little better.

   I'm Haven Scott. I am fifteen and I go to Lake View High School, in Utah. I have golden brown hair that has a little wave to it, with purple tips. My eyes are a weird shade of green with blue spots in them. My mom died not that long ago, maybe four months now, in a car accident. I was in the car also but I only had some minor damage. My mom died almost instantly when the drunk driver hit us. Ever since then I've been really quiet, the only person I talk to at school is my best friend Evie. She's the only friend I have now. After the accident I fell apart, I locked myself in my room for almost a week and refused to eat, acting and hanging out with Evie is the only thing that keeps me together, keeps me sane.

  My other friends left me alone after I came back to school; I was out of school for almost a month. During that time I was in the hospital and having meetings with a psychologist, helping me grieve. My friends didn't know how to comfort me, they were afraid to say the wrong thing and make my emotions get the best of me. But, Evie knew how to make me feel better; she's the one that introduced me to acting. She knew it would make me feel better acting like someone else for a couple hours a day. Every day after school we drive to the theater where there is comfort and no harsh words, bullies, or sadness.

   I am standing in front of my vanity putting on my makeup, wearing my favorite navy blue hoodie, my mom bought me, as an early birthday present, before the accident, and my acid wash skinny jeans, before Evie picks me up. Evie has her license ‘cause she’s sixteen, so she drives me to school every day. Sometimes when I skip going to the theater I walk home, which rarely ever happens but on those days I just don't feel like being happy and I just want to curl up in a ball and cry, feeling sorry for myself. I hear a car honk and I rush down stairs. I grab an apple and my book bag, and head to the car, my dad has already left for work by now.

"Hey!" Evie says when I get in the car.

"Hi," I say in a small voice. I take a bite of my apple and turn up the radio. Most of the ride was quite while we listened to Paramore.