Not enough

This is me

I'm a 15 year old girl, my name is Clarisse and I live with my mother and with my father, who is often abroad for work. Many people I know would miss their dad if he had to go away for long periods of time, well not me. Every morning I wake up and the first thing I think of isn't normal stuff every 15 year old girl should think of, my first thought goes to school and to the tests I have planned on that day. I study hard for them but somehow I rarely pass them. I don't have hobbies. I don't have many friends. Everything that I cared of was taken away from me by my parents the only thing I can do is studying.

Everything started a year ago. I started going to my second year of highschool after a pretty successful first year. I was happy because I was the best in all my classes and had lots of friends. I enjoyed playing the flute, drawing and ice skating, it has always been a dream of mine to learn how to figure skate properly. Since my first year was a success my mom decided to let me take a figure skating course and I started looking into it and gathering informations such as when the course was, how much did it cost excetera. But then December came and my mom still didn't do nothing about the course. She said she would phone the teacher. She didn't do that, but I had hope and tought she would phone her in January. February arrived and nothing had happened. I still kept my hopes up until March and then gave up. Through all this period of time my mom kept saying you can go ice skating with your friends you don't need a course if you just want to ice skate. I didn't want to just ice skate I wanted to know to to dance on ice. To be like a butterfly. But I never told her how I really felt about it. I told her with a big smile "yeah you're right I'll go with my friends" trying not to cry. My dream was slowly thorn apart by my mother. She never knew this and she still doesn't know. I listened to what my mother said and I went every week with my friends. But one day I didn't pass a test and my mother and father got really pissed at me. They shouted at me and told me it was all because of my stupid passion. Since then I rarely could go ice skating, and when I could I could stay for only 1 hour. My heart broke. I couldn't do what I liked the most and I slowly lost interest in everything. Everything I did besides studying was a disappointment for my parents and they wouldn't lose a chance to scold me. And then may arrived and my life went from bad to horrible

MESSAGE FROM THE AUTHOR:
Hi guys
Sooo what do you think about my story?
Please let me know because I really care (for some reason)
Anyway this is going to be my update skedule:
I will post one chapter every Thursday the hour is yet to decide

This said I wanted to take a moment to thank you for reading my story
Have a good day see ya next time