Where to start ...
When I was born, I was told many things along the line of "when you grow up, your gonna achieve some amazing things," I was their bundle of joy .I grew up thinking that too. I grew up believing everything I heard or had seen.
As days , months , and years passed ,so did my age.When I was 12 years old ,I was told that I was too fat and I believed it. When I was 14 years old ,I was told I was to skinny and that I should just die. I believed that too.The more I heard or saw ,the more I hated myself.
By age 16 I wanted to commit suicide. I gathered all my belongings in my locker from school and was carrying it home with me , So my parents wouldn't have another burden to worry about.I then drafted a quick sloppy looking note left for whoever that might care to why I gone to the lengths I did. I was a girl with bright blue eyes and dark brown hair , my hair was a dark brown that was close to black but not quite.Mother claimed that they were just jealous of how beautiful I was . Truly I just don't think they like me and they all just feel the need to point out my every flaw. I don't think my mother and father truly knew how I felt. I didn't want to hurt them ...But in the end I did exactly that.
I died later that same day, However At the bottom of the bridge I had just jumped off of ,was my lifeless body. As the scarlet pool floods around the once happy , beautiful girl. I could see my body , at first I didn't know what to believe, I was just rushed with nothing but shock and regret. I learned as I gaze upon my body that my life had came to an end to early . As I waited there with nothing to do , staring at my body. Seeing no one to be in a 5 miles radius. No one truly cared if I was dead and it's all my fault for giving up so easily.
Years had passed after that day. My family...they are gone . A month after my death , they moved away from this town. I tried following them , but I couldn't leave this damn town. It was like there was this force keeping me back . So I watched idly by as my beloved family left me behind. I guess that was only fair since I left them first , but it stung my heart thinking how they forgot about me so quickly...
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The Girl That Time Forgot
Mystery / ThrillerA young girl named Marie Brockton died 1981 of suicide. The parents loss their house, after being grief stricken and are forced to move away from their beloved town that their sweet daughter grew up in . however no one knows if Marie is actually dea...