I woke up all sweaty and nervous and guilty for some reason, It was all a dream why would I ever dream of hurting someone I'm not mean to anyone it doesn't matter if I'm being treated like garbage but I do not and will not hurt anyone that's just not me or am I just someone who acts perfect for everyone who expects me to be
I'm just a teenager who is half popular in school the other half is the people who hate my guts for no reason, I live with my mother and my little twin brothers Ryan and Joshua
I don't have a father in the picture my mother and father had a divorce because how often my father used to beat my mother it's would be constantly he would do horrible stuff to her it's a miracle how she's still here standing and living like if nothing happened, My mom and I decided that we will not tell my two little brothers because their too young to understand
Yes my mother was pregnant with them when my father would beat the living crap out of her but obviously he didn't care not one bit
"SKY get down here and eat your breakfast before your late too school! and Isabel is here" "I'm coming" my mothers name is Isabella it's actually weird because my best friends name is Isabel anyways I went to my closet and put on a black tank top and blue jeans with a blue flannel wrapped around my waist and my converse I put my hair into a messy bun and got my stuff I ran downstairs and went to the kitchen to see my best friend with my two brothers stuff their face with blueberry pancakes
I started laughing and I took a picture and posted it on Instagram they looked so cute.
I went to the table and sat down I started eating my blueberry pancakes with orange juice and eggs on the side with some fruit once I was finished Isabel and I went to her roll Royce ghost car it was a navy blue we hopped in, while she was driving I blast some music we were singing and dancing a bit until she parked
We got out of the car and started walking into our first-class...
Yooooo Ik this is wack I realize it chill out trust me it'll get better
