Prologue

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I worked really hard to keep myself together these days.


Ever since my parents left me, I took up the responsibility to move on and pick myself up without their help. They tore me apart and left me out here in the cold and dark world to fend for myself, but I got used to it. What they did was cowardly and fucking shallow, but it doesn't matter anymore. What

they did tore me apart, and I cried so hard about it. They left me alone with no support or guidance, just a goodbye' and the slam of a door before they went their separate ways. It turned my personality around completely. I started to not trust anyone much. I started to act reckless, something that I've learned wasn't such a good thing to be, but who taught me better? Not my parents.

I became secluded, only keeping to myself and caring about myself, because after all, who cared for me anyway? No one, especially not my parents.

I became depressed, which would seem like a normal reaction for the situation I'm in. I had to grow up way too fast and by myself, something that could have been avoided if someone cared.

And now, I've gotten used to the fact that no one cares how I feel or how I turn out, and it's made me distant.

~Annely~


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This wasn't written by me but by my very dear friend xxgolgothajbhxx thank you so much for the cover and the prologue and for helping me and for getting me started!! You're the best!!

So I'm changing the name of the character

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