Who Knew She Had A Cold Heart

Ch #1

I was lying in my bed. The room was dark. It was kind of cold inside the room because it was January and I left the window open because why not? Perfect opportunity for witches to come in. It was 4:30 in the morning. It was again one of those nights where I would randomly wake up at weird times of night and struggle going back to sleep. By struggle I mean never going back to sleep. Usually I hated this, because I knew I would have to go to school and spend the entire day sleepy and suicidal. Tonight I was happy, I wasn't going to school. I was down with fever. I have a pretty weak immune system so I've spent most of my life sick. I wasn't complaining because I got to skip school. That was the great part of being me. But my grades were also struggling and so was my social life.

Being a Pisces, I utilised this time thinking about a perfect life. I loved doing that. My perfect life was nothing like my actual life. In my perfect life I was slim thick, my hair were pretty curly, and I had a healthy body. I was rich and famous on instagram. I had hundreds of friends but only three close bestfriends. I was a badass and a confident girl. My wardrobe was full of all the latest trends. And also, I had a loving partner. With all that I would visualise having a super adventurous life. It sounds weird or maybe childish but I also had superpowers in my dream world. My abilities would change. Like some night I would feel like being a speedster, I would visualise being it. Or sometimes I would feel like being a mind reader or being able to control an element and whatnot.

But my actual life was pretty worse and boring. I had hip dips and love handles. Though I looked skinny but only I knew I still didnt have a bikini body. I liked my body but if only I had skinnier abdomen. (You can tell I was greatly influenced by the media.) I wasn't physically healthy. I am confident but my defence mechanism sucked. I always lose fights. I didnt really have close friends but I have some people who care for me and I am very grateful for them. My love life almost didnt exist. I suck at talking to people. And obviously I didnt have super powers. I had a nice family. My mom is super loving and caring. My sister struggles with mental illness, anxiety, but she is awesome. My dad was an asshole but my parents are divorced so my family life is pretty cool.

I drowned myself in my own thoughts.

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It was 8:30 now. I lied there under my covers contemplating about the miseries of life that people go through daily.

Jk I was on my phone stalking famous chicks and wondering where I went wrong.

Suddenly the door opened. I was doomed if it was my mother, she must not know Im on my phone early in the morning, she hates to see the younger generation utilising the technology invented by the adults of her generation. I felt like Nemo and my mom was Darla, ready to attack me. But I being me, hid the phone under my body and pretended to sleep.

When suddenly I felt a strong gust of wind hit me because someone pulled the covers off my body.

I gasped and yelled,"WHAT THE FUCK?!" And I sat on the bed in an instant.

Looking around I saw no one, there was nothing. I looked around and was shocked to see the emptiness of the room.

"Who did that?" I asked. I was afraid.

I got out of the bed and looked outside the windows. The soft fur touched my feet.

"God?" I said.

God didnt respond.

I gasped. "Was it a witch?" I was obviously kidding with the 'perfect opportunity for witches to come in' thing but....okay Im freaking out now.

"Donna?" Yelled a voice.

I flinched so hard before realising it was my mom from downstairs.

My name is Aldana, people call me dana but my mom calls me donna.

"What?" I yelled.

"Food." She yelled back.

"School." I yelled back.

"What?"

"I thought we were naming things we suck at."

And my sister burst out laughing. I chuckled.