Chapter 1
And then, when I finally sight in relief I got scared again. Everything in my life had been taken away from me, and what if I let myself feel again? It's only two opportunities.. One, I'll finally be happy and live the good life I deserved. Or, two.. I gulped. Maybe the kidnappers will come after me, and take me with them just like they did to the rest of my family.
Maybe, if I let myself feel and have fun with my friends, all of that will dissapair again. Just click, and it'll all be gone. But the more I think about it, the angrier I get. Who the fuck does the kidnappers think they are? Thinking they can just come in here and fuck with my whole damn life? No way! I deserve to be happy!
Well, that's what my only friend have been telling me. So I guess it has to be true..
"Can you just stop it?" Tessa growls. I let out a small laugh, and shrugged.
"Stop what?" I smirked.
She rolled her eyes at me. "All that idiotic thinking! It's driving me insane Em, you got to stop it." She gave me a sad look.
I looked down. "You know I can't.." I whispered.
I could feel her arms come around me, and give me a warm hug. "You don't deserve to be depressed, Em. You deserve to be happy. You know that right?" She smiled down at me, and I nodded.
Well, as you see my bestfriend Tessa called me Em. My real name is Emily, and yeah.. her real name is actually Tessa. I don't know what she was supposed to be called, but I guess they just cut the crap and just let it go. If they called her Theresa, she would just be called Tessa anyways.. so what's the point?
Um, anyways. We're both seventeen years old and lives in California, in a town called Phoenix. We live one each side of the street, and we have been friends since kindergarden. I have long, brown hair and Tessa has long blond. She's really pretty, and don't to sound lesbian or something, but I wonder why she is single. She is really hot, just saying.
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I'm tired.
I'm bored.
I don't understand this.
Why wont anyone help me?
What much is the clock?
What the fuck is taking so long?
I want to go home.
School sucks. All I want is to go home, and sleep. But nooo.. the time is going in slow motion today, and there's not a chance that I'll leave this chair before I'm lying in my own sleepy drool. I can't understand the meaning with Math. I mean, okay someone thinks it's beautiful and blah blah blah. But me? It's a freaking waste of space! And everyone knows that MATH, stands for Mental Abuse To Humans. Like du-uh!
I sigh and closed my eyes. All I want is to go home.
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um yeah, it'll get better I promise!
Just VOTE VOTE VOTE !
- Victoria
