The problem

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"Missy how was school today?" "Fine, Mom" Yet it was horrible as always but I would never tell her that. My mom thinks i'm making straight A's yet i'm failing in everything except english and that's only because of Mr. Simons my favorite teacher. I've loved him since i was in 6th grade, I had him for advisory. Mr. Simons always finds a way to make me smile even on the worst of days.

"Missy?" "Are you OK?" My little

sister, Sophia is always worried about me yet always somehow can see right through what i say. Sophia is in 5th grade yet is the best sister i could ever ask for even though she is three years younger than me. "Yeah, I guess." I say "No, You're not." see I told you. *I smile in a panick*. "Wanna, talk?" she asks " I guess."

"Well there is this guy, Zachary Bishop. I've had a crush on him since sixth grade, which you knew that. Well I tried talking to him today but he ignored me but i still kept talking which then he got annoyed and said " Fuck off you cunt ass bitch!" I turned around and ran away crying everyone laughed which that's normal in 9th grade. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!!!!" 

Chapter two

"Don't believe that asshole! You are not any of that crap, If anything he is!!!" i'm crying now "Thank you for always being there for me, Sophia" "you're my big sister i will never leave you!" "Sophia, time for bed!" I hear mom call.

I'm crying so hard i can barely breathe now! I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE I WANT TO DIE! I slit my wrist for the tenth time just wishing i would die! Why do i have to be here why why why??????

To be continued.......

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 08, 2016 ⏰

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