Dear Nobody,
"Summer break is officially over. Tomorrow, I will wake up to the horrifying sound of my alarm and go back to the prison I have been at since day one of kindergarten. I've never really had friends, everyone thought of me as the dark kid. They were partially right, I have always hated bright colors. My favorite color is the gray in the sky when it's about to rain. I have always loved rain, it reminds me of my grandmother. We used to sit out on the front porch when it stormed. She passed away recently and her funeral was only a week ago. I miss her dearly. I try not to get close to people, everyone I let in leaves me for a better option. I used to tell myself that things would change, but I was only lying to myself. Things will never change, a new year doesn't mean a new start. It means another year of not belonging."
Sincerely,
Amara
I wake up to a constant beeping. It's 6 AM and my older sister, Amelia, is already awake and dressed. Amelia is very popular at school, her boyfriend is even a football player. Jackson isn't too bad, but he's probably only dating her because she's a cheerleader. Sharing a room with her is terrible though. Amelia loves everything that screams preppy teenage girl. I've never been preppy. My whole life, everyone has been scared of me.
My own family is frightened by me. When I was young, I had a friend named Sarah that I would always talk about. I guess she was about my age at the time. She was a spiritual friend, or as my family call it, an imaginary friend. My mother would see her walking around the house occasionally. We would play for hours. The thing is, I don't remember her. I don't remember anything from when I was seven years old. Amelia knows more than what she is telling me. My family doesn't like to talk about Sarah, I feel like my whole life is built on secrets.
My grandmother was the only one that would answer my questions. She was the only person I could depend on. I don't mind being called a loner, because that's what I am. No friends, no family to count on, nobody is here for me. Sixteen and alone. I have no place to call my home, because there is no where I belong.
+ A/N: This is my first story, so I'm sorry if it isn't that great. If you have any thoughts, feel free to say! Thanks for reading chapter one.
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Through The Mirror
HorrorAmara, a 16 year old girl that never belonged anywhere. Everyone calls her a loner. She doesn't care about what people think of her, she is who she is. The only friend she's ever had was Sarah back when she was seven. Sarah was a spiritual friend, o...
