My life started out perfectly, oldest of 3 and the only girl. My mom was a nurse and my father was a teacher. Nothing could destroy my perfect life until i hit the age of 13. I started going through changes physically, socially, and mentally. By freshmen year i only had 5 friends, and they weren't the best people to be hanging around. I was the laughing stock in my group, the only one who wouldn't smoke, drink, or do drugs. They even made fun of me for being a virgin. I finally had to branch out and lost all my friends. I was completely alone. Everyday was the same. Wake up at 6:00 am, cry until 6:15 am, get dressed and go downstairs at 6:20 am. Normally eating breakfast and making my lunch would come next but i skip every time. Too fat for food was my motto and everyone knew it. Usually i would be done by 6:30 am to give myself enough time to finish any homework i didn't finish the night before.
At school I would walk the halls with my head down, brownish red hair brushing the arch of my back slowly and gently, giving me a slight tickle. My shoulders are risen toward my neck giving me a hunch back. My coach purse, that i got for my birthday, full of papers and notebooks, and my hands full with my AP Language workbook and my statistic textbook. As I head to my locker I slightly lift my head to see everyone talking and laughing with their friends and my mind wanders and i ask myself if they are talking about me and saying mean things and my eyes start to water.
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Teen FictionMadeline Edwards has to relive her past 17 years of life everyday.She took her own life since her perfect life was changed by constant bullying and being raped when she was 17. This is a short story for my Honors English Class. I would appreciate l...
