It was always a usual routine for me.
1. Wake up.
2. Go to school and get bullied more than getting knowledge.
3. Come back home and become a slave to your step-mother. Just to get hit all over again.
4. Wait for death.
But, today was different. Because, it had you in it.
Sure, my so-called 'mother' kept hitting me with a writing pad and a bottle, but it was as if I had gone numb. My brain and body could think and feel nothing except you.
It was weird that you had made such an impact on me when I had no knowledge about you, yet I wanted nothing else.
All I wanted was you.
But who did you want? What did you want?
YOU ARE READING
But I'm Not Fine//M.Y.G
Hayran Kurgu"Why?" "Because I care." *** A story where a girl tries to fix a broken guy. But, how could she when she herself was broken?
