Sugg sunday

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'See you next time for another Sugg Sunday special' said the voice blaring from my phone. I sat at my desk drawing on a blank piece of paper, soon to be filled with colourful words and pointless doodles. Whenever Joe uploaded, I felt so much happier. It made me feel like there was a point to life, instead of being dragged through it, living in fear of help and the problems that I am still facing now. My dad died when I was 6 and my mum has never understood me since then. When dad was with us, mum and him always had their lives planned out ahead of them, they always worked hard and were ready for anything. But no one saw dad's death coming, especially not that quickly. That had left mum and the rest of the family in shock. I guess we have never been the same since. I started watching joe when I was 12, I'm 15 now, so three years. Those three years have actually been the best years of my life, knowing that I may not have, or may not ever be able to meet him, he cares about each and every one of his fans. I always feel sad when his videos end, they make me laugh, even when times have come when I thought I could never smile again. I would do anything to meet Joe, see him smile in person. Well I guess anything could happen if you pray hard enough.

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