This may seem like a cry for attention, a sob story, or just a load of bullshit to some. But to me, it's life. I don't tell many people what I truly feel and think. Only a select few actually know what goes on in my mind.
I'm the girl at school who walks through the halls unnoticed. I'm still not sure if that's such a bad thing. My life is basically the same day in and day out. You know, a usual routine. It's not a bad life but it's not amazing.
I'm honestly pretty average with everything. Average grades, average talents, just average in general. I'm not one of those girls you see walking by and think "what I wouldn't give to be like her" with her perfect hair, gorgeous clothes and lots of friends. She's got it all and I, I have what I have.
I do envy others and I sometimes wish my life were different. ill occassionaly look back on life and wonder what I could've done to make sure I ended up looking different, being skinnier and prettier. I also wonder what I could've done different to keep a few friends I've lost along tthe way. I just wonder if I could have made my life turn out different or if I'm just destined to be who I am.
And that, is a teenage runaway.
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Confessions Of A Teenage Runaway
TeenfikceMy name's Ariana Walker, I'm 18 and this, is the story of the roller coaster I call life.