I am me.
But to other people i'm nobody.
I'm not even here.
I'm invisible.
I'm a prisoner in my own body. My brown hair falls in curls around my face. My green eyes are filled with pain. I feel alone. Probably because I am alone.
At one point in my life I was a happy girl. Went to church, played with dolls, had one best friend, but still had tons of other friends. I used to love everything. I used to love the way the winter wind blew in my face until my eyes watered from the cold. I loved the pretty flowers that always seemed to pop up at my birthday in the spring. I loved school. I loved everything. But most of all, I used to love life.
Daddy died when I was 5. Me and him were best friends. Buddies. We were always together. Where ever you found me outside of school there Daddy was. Always right beside me.
But that was 10 years ago. Life changes. People die. So maybe i should just get over it and move on with my life. But i can't. It just doesnt seem possible for me.
Momma seems to have already gotten over it. I couldn't believe it at first. I thought her and Daddy were in love. That they would always love eachother. I guess I thought wrong. Only 2 years after Daddy died, she married Andrew Crest. Now Momma would be Mrs. Mandy Crest. Good thing I was still Trinity Gibson. I would never have wanted the same last name as that asswipe.
Andrew is a lawyer. At first glance he is handsome and you're just dying to talk to him. His pale grayish-blue eyes just kinda pull you in. Once you get to know him though, you'll really regret it. He sorta plays mind tricks at first i guess. Takes advantage of you. Stuff like that. Poor Momma never really saw it though. At first i hoped she would notice his bad attitude. But, after 8 years now, i really doubt it.
Momma and Andrew never pay much attention to me. I'm just sorta not there. Now Andrew wants to move. Without my consent. Moving from Indiana to Texas would be a big change for me. Andrew says it would be better for all of us. Yeah right. Like I would trust anything he says.
Its the second semester in my 9th grade year. I make pretty average grades. With this switch though, who knows how low my grades could get.
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Okay, this is the first part. And my first story. I'm trying! Please leave comments. Thanks. [:
