Laughter is the fire of the soul

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Laughter is a magical thing. It can bring light to the most dark of places. Some people say that they had a hard time with bullying but I was bullied worse than most, I believe. I changed schools 4 times in primary then another 3 in high school. I was always classed as an outcast, a nobody. Around about this time the heroine would say something like 'but I always had hope for the future' or 'but I had dreams big enough to protect me' but I don't have plans for the future. My foster parents will probably put me in the family warehouse, working on things like packing boxes and cleaning. I never really got outstanding grades or anything, I mostly got below average.

I remember a time when I was depressed and didn't think anything or anyone could help me. I didn't want to talk to anyone. I went to counselling to help me. It never worked. They all just said I was depressed. Great load of help that did. I already knew I was. I'd never known what it was to love. Don't call me a fool when I say this. I don't mean love as in marriage, although I had never had a boyfriend before, I mean love as in family. I never did know what it was like to have a family. I was brought up by an orphanage. By the time I was 6 I was adopted and put into school. I was one of those invisible kids, didn't talk much and didn't have any friends. Until a life changing event came into my life. My story isn't about how I became happy again, thats just something inside it. My story is about what happened before and after primary school. Lets start with before shall we?

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