Have you ever had those moments in life, were you are just feeling happy? Or excited, calm, or even peaceful? Where the whole world feels they can get along, or turn the people you dislike the most into friends? Those times where your whole family are having a rememberable summers night. The fact is, these come and go, and this makes it more species. People have these moments more often them others. Yep well I remember those moments, those moments when you just want it to last forever and forever, but they never do. You see, my name is Jessica Erin Smith, and this is my story.
As I was woken up to the fresh smell of my mothers pancake being cooked in the early morning of today, which is sadly my first day starting my new high school. You see, I've been home schooled since my accented. I have never had the confidants to go to a public area more then a hour, but I have no chose, but to show my hideous scared up face, from my accented.
"Jessica sweetie! Come down for breakfast now!" my mother shouted from the bottom of the stairs. I forced my self out of my bed, but admittedly fell back down on my bed putting my hands on my face, to feel lest lightheaded. I slowly got up walked over to chair, which had my dressing gown on, and put it other me. As I walked down the stairs with my hand other my head to stop the lightheadedness, my mother met me and the bottom of the staircase.
"Jessica, I was expecting you to be change and basically ready to go".
"Sorry" I said quickly and walked off a soon as I can to the breakfast table, where I saw pancakes piled on top off each other, with different berry's, in bowls. I sat down, and tried to eat something, whiles my mother watched me eat, like I was her pray.
"You know mother, it's rude to watch people eat".
"Oh darling, I'm sorry! you are just growing up so fast!" I gave her a look. Come on, I'm sixteen years off age, I think I have finish growing as I thought to myself.
As soon as I finish my breakfast, I rushed up stairs and got changed, into my roles up jeans, and my black basic t-shirt. Then I applied my cream on my scar to help it not get infective or show more. I ware my hair out, with it trying to cover my scar on my bottom on my face. I looked in the mirror one last time, and took slow deeply breath to calm my nerves, and then walked out of my room down the staircase, to enter the outside world.
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RomanceAbout a girl who has had a terrible past life, and is trying to get her confidants up, by joining high school, after her mother homeschool her. She has a dream to become a writer, and ends up meeting someone, and falls in love. Together they create...
