Epilogue
Life. People believe that it has different meanings. Some people believe that life is just a free ticket to death while other believe that it is a gift from god. I actually believe that it is nice, but it get's rough there is nothing that can change your mind about it. We all have different stories that we have to find ourselfs. I have a totally different life. I like to be alone, people say it is bad, but I like it. I like being alone because there is no one to tell me what to do or no one to judge me, when you are alone you can be yourself. Now us teenagers want to be free. We want to go wild and do anything that gets into our heads. We are known as rebelious and immature. We have fears and we want to break does fears and throw them away. We always get into overwhelming situations, and when those moments come we just want to run away. We want to escape and never look back. I know because that has happened to me. Life has it's ups and downs, but we can deal with them. We can always break the rules, who needs rules? We don't need anyone to tell us what to do or say. I believe we have a choice and that we are the ones that have to make the good choice. Let's say in the journey of our lifes we have to sides. Two side we can choose. The bright side where you have love, happines and care, and then there's the dark side. Where hate, unhappines and misery are located. When we are kids we don't have another choice but to go to the bright side. When we are teenagers most of the time we choose the dark side. Drugs, alcohol and misunderstanding. Finally when we get to adult we find a way back to the bright side, but sometimes be get lost in the dark side and we get stuck in it. When you are the only one who can get you out of it. When sometimes there is no going back. When it comes to love, us teenagers believe that you and the one you love are the only ones in this world, but then again people start saying stuff life 'you are to young or love' or 'you don't know what love is', and sometimes we believe those people but the thing is that most of the times, those people where just jealous. Jealous that nobody liked them, jealous that there lifes are not like yours. That's why we have to be ourself. So my names is Megan. I'm 16, I don't want to grow up. I find myself in my own kind of darkness. I don't like to be told what to do, that means I like to be free. My biggest fear is the oblivion. I like reading books, and because of that they call me boring. I have a past. I was the fat disgusting kid back in 4th to 6th grade. I thought I was 'cool' but then I remembered who I was and that's when the lights shut down. I was in the darkness. My own darkness. and nothing could get me out of it. But maybe, just maybe, Someone could get me out of it. I hated being surrounded by people telling me things I didn't want to hear. I just want to run away. I just want to be free, I just want to escape.
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Escape
Fanfiction"Why did I do wrong for you to treat me this way?" I asked freely instantly regretting it by feeling Emily pulling my hair to get closer to her. "Sweety just by living" She said as she threw me to the ground once again. They all left me alone. In t...