*mom, mom come back please! mom come back we need you! CeCe needs you! Stan needs you! i need you*
my eyes flutter open, it was the dream again, the same dream i have everynight. It won't go away, it never will. I look over at my clock, its only 6:15 i dont have to be up for another hour but theres no way i'm going back to sleep. I roll myself out of my bed and my feet hit the cold wood floor. the chill runs from my toes up to my spine. i walk into my ensuit bathroom and turn on my shower. once the temperature is right i let the warm water cascade all over my body, i let it drip down me and for a moment.. i feel normal, a normal teenaged girl having a morning shower before school, but nothings fine. im anything but normal. ten minutes later I hop out of the shower, put my hair up in a towel turban and dry my body. i head back into my room to get my cloths and put on my music. Not ths music i listen to well pretend to listen to at school ie, One Direction, Justin Bieber, little mix, fifth harmony stuff like that. Dont get me wrong i dont hate that kind of music but i also dont not hate it.if you get what i mean. i like stuff like All Time Low, We The Kings, blink182, greenday, that sort of music real music. I play american idiot by greenday while picking out my cloths. now if it were up to me i would be wearing band tees jeans and black converse everyday. but its not up to me, i have a reputation to maintain, i have to be the image of what everyone wants from me. So since its pretty chilly today i decide to throw on an oversized stich (from lelo and stich) sweater, some black leggings and my pastel purple vans. then I go back into my ensuit to deal with my hair and makeup (american idiot is still on replay lol) i decide i want to put my hair up today, so after blowdrying it I put it up into a half neat half messy bun. I pull out my little baby peices of hair and to make it look even more "cute" i put a purple pastel bow clip thingy at the back of my head underneath my bun and top it off with hairspray. once my waist length light brown hair is up i move on to makeup. i dont really do much of it, conceler where i need it, mascara and eyeliner around my bright blue eyes and a light pink tinted lip balm. once im done with that i take my pills for anxiety, depression and a stress reliever thing my docter perscribed me. I skip breakfeast (like i do almost everymeal) and with my phone in pocket and school stuff in bag i head out for yet another day of pretending to be happy.
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