Falling

Chapter 1 - My Story

Me, who am I? I could tell you that I'm beautiful, that I'm someone amazing, that i have some amazing story to tell and you will all fall in love with me, but why lie. Why pretend to be someone I'm not. Why do somthing that I would gain no benefit from. In fact, I am pretty unextrodinary (I'm not sure if that's copyright) but it is true. And this book? This story? Its not really like any story on here, this isn't a typical, girls broken, falls in love, there's complications, happy ending. Its nothing like that. This story, this book, these words, are all about me. Which brings me back to my first question. Who am I?

Well if your referring to my physical identity, my names Myra. Yup, still nothing special. I live in a town in england, which is neither large nor small. Me? Well I keep myself to myself really, and recently a lot has happened in my life, especially in the last year.

This is because a year ago I would've never thought my life would be this way, a year ago I hadn't spoken to my best friends I have now at all and a year ago the only drama that was in my life was the school lesson.

My story so far? Lets start from the beginning, shall we. October 8 1997, I was born. My family consisted of me my older brother and sister and my parents. And no, before you think this is like a typical story, no my parents aren't divorced, they aren't separated, they're actually alright together, no problems at all, well other than the minor arguments. My childhood was not troubled or haunted. I was a pretty normal child, well whatever normal was back then, boring right? I still remember my first best friend. Laura. We were about 5, I'm guessing. We used to sit together at lunch everyday, and she had other best friends besides me too, which really didn't bother me. I remember going to her birthday party, and my dad had brought her a birthday present and didn't even let me see what it was, and so me being me, once I found out I made sure my dad got me the exact same thing, a suitcase full of hair bands and accessories. I lost Laura at the start of my second year in primary school, she left for France, without even telling me, what a great best friend(!) I didn't even know what feelings were at that time and I don't think I was upset at all.

Life went on and before you know it I had another best friend, Lauren. Now this best friend was a keeper, well that's what I thought at the time, and we were almost inseparable. We had our ups and downs but the next day we'd be talking again. She was amazing. I really loved her, my parents would let me go to her house and I just remember everything. The way we used to walk around the playground just talking about anything and everything, whilst everyone else played. The way we always were partners for everything, and then came Saige. Now dont get me wrong, Saige is amazing, but I felt as though I was being replaced. I wasn't into makeup, or beauty, I didn't have a phone and didnt talk about songs or celebrities or anything, but Saige did and so did Lauren, they used to give each other make up, cd's and everything. Yeah, I was jealous, I mean who wouldn't be. But I soon realised it was a one month thing, not sure how that worked, but yeah I soon got my best friend back.

Year 7. This was the year of most change. Where I'd be experiencing different things and meeting new people. Change. I didn't like the sound of that, but it had to be. So me and Lauren had exchanged some sort of vows. BBF's forever, you see. The only problem was we weren't in the same class, and to make things worse we didn't have any lessons together. We tried. Well, actually I tried. Looking for her at lunch, at break. Where was she? With her new friends of course. Me? Who was I? No one.

However I am a strong believer in the phrase "Good can always come from the bad" and at that time it did. I met Sarah.