So what can I say... My name is Sam Maneek. And this is my point of view of the story I'm about to tell I guess.
I am 13 years old and in 8th grade I guess this is when "girls find out who they are" Or something to tell you the truth I really don't care.
Over my years I've had a lot happened but I guess that's abouther story.
So let me tell the beginning but I have no idea where to start I guess I'll just tell you about my self then...
Name: Sam Maneek
Age: 13
Gender: IDK still kinda trying to figure out?
Boi
Confused as fuck and still trying to keep a life together when people see it as a aprotunaty to destroy my life.
I also have a bad ADHD I can't focus worth Shit... 😑
And since last month I don't know how or WHY AGAIN but I'm apaearinly very popular and I don't very much like it cuz people know me and I'm weird and doesn't really like to meet new people and when I do it's a mess I can't explane.
Also just so you know I am shipped with a lot of people too I don't fucking know why it's pretty halaroise and anouing.
*Oh and I almost forgot there will be swereing in this story! So just be warned! *
YOU ARE READING
Grinded To Stone
Teen FictionA story trying to be told but couldn't be let out. A fear kept within And now being told a cold experience of life
