Chapter one

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When I was a little girl I dreamed of big family breakfasts, mom's and dad's that would wake me up to go to the fair or the mall or on some sort of adventure. I dreamed of an endless amount of craft supplies and going off to school and being the smartest one there with my best friend Riley. I dreamed of finding the one: a kind loving boy who opened car doors for me made me laugh like crazy and who felt like home.
What a load of shit dreams are.
I never had big family breakfasts or a mom and dad who would wake me up for adventures. I was never the smartest one in class, just the dumbest. And my so called best friend Riley, she's better off without me. Instead of a boy who loved me and who felt like home I got screaming, pathetic im sorry's, lies, manipulations, big black berry bruises, and a scattered shell of my identity.
Who am I?
I was Maya Hart. Now, I'm not so sure.
Life isn't fairytales and rainbows, it isn't the things you dream of as a kid and it most definitely does not have a happy ending for me. Me, I'm just destined to walk the halls like a ghost and to burn as bright and as destructive as the sun. And to burn everything around me into smoke and ash. Thats all I am.
A ghost meant for destruction.
And it all began with him.

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