This is just a short summary to see if I have a grabber lead here. I think it's a common story subject, but it's a true story from life experiences. It's about a girl whose life is so hard, but then again it's not. If life was easy, then why strive for it?
Mercy's POV
Life is what we make it, always has been, always will be. People come and go in my life. Some stay, some disappear, and some leave scars. The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that I wait so long to begin it. My fate is not quite as strange as it appears. I always thought that feeling sorry for yourself, and you present condition, is not only a waste of energy but the worst habit you could possibly have. My silence is more musical than any song I've ever sang, or any melody I've ever created. I think, "Be silent, or speak something worth hearing."
Usually when I am sad, I don't do anything. I just cry over my condition. But when I get angry, I bring about a change. No one will ever know, the pain I feel inside.... There's this girl in the mirror, that wonders who I am. Sometimes I think I know her, and sometimes I wish I did. There is a story in her eyes, lullabies, and goodbyes. When she's looking back at me I can tell... she's hurting inside...I'm hurting inside. Never underestimate my pain because the truth is: everyone is struggling. It's just that some people hide it better than others.
-So... What did you guys think? I want this story to be more successful then the last. Please comment and vote and share your ideas. I'm open to any alternatives or book topic requests. So... Yup... that's all. You know what to do!
