forgive but never forget!

im writing this story cause all the time im on wattpad and read but never write this is a random story that just came to my mind and wrote cause one of my friends said i'll check out your stories and i don't have one so here it is  a story

Im an average 17 year old except... for my celebrity parents that are filthy rich and expect me to be like my older sibilings 4 older ones and 4 younger sibilings.Im a over achiever ever since i was younger got all A's on my own but now i choose ot to. I could be happy in life in fact when I was younger i was all bubbly inside and would make everyone smile with just my presence in the room but now i grew up so i choose not to. i could be dead right now but i choose not to. You know all those stories or movies where it's all happy ending and good peoples win all the time that's all . . .

~BULLSHIT!!!~

you know all those people who do drugs and just can't quit they say they are gonna do it they are gonna stop they just can't that's the problem they can but choose not to. they are just not gonna quit i mean i think it's fine if it's for a reason but it' just for fun then that's when they have to quit i mean your just hurting yourself but if you have a reason that's your escape. And lastly you see your bestfriend,your other half,the ind of bestfriend that when you were smaller thought you were long lost sister i still remember when we cut our hair in 2nd grad and told our moms if we could get a dna test and we got in trouble with the teachers every year cause of the pranks we wold pull we were so close we use to tell eachother what color our bras were.those were the times. I saw her die i mean DIE right in my arms.15 damn years that's how old we were we practicly known eachother since birth .she held the gn to her head .i tod her to put it down and not pull the trigger she just gave up she was so happy before we were so bubbly and happy and if you messed with us you would think we were b!tches.

but she pulled the trigger

and that sound will haunt me in my nightmares she gave up everything she couldve stayed strong but she chose not to . we use to plan our sweet sixteens that we new we would never have and been waiting to turn 21 to drink our asses off even though we all knew we were gonna get drunk before that like when we were twelve we would grab one of your dads beers and pretend it was coke and drink it then alex would take it away from us and say he wouldnt tell mom if we got him 1 can and a bottle of corona.

I laugh to myself all the damn time we planned to go to colombia university in ecuador just to see the galapagos island to race turtles.when we turned 14 and alex and bri took us to the zoo and we got stuck in the flamingo place and coulnt get out so we got kicked out for entering the exhibit.

I knew her step dad abused her my whole family all knew what happened at home that place was her hell she would say she was sleeping ove all the time she had her own room at our house.her mom left her knowing what would happen to her but i don't blame her. but he was her own flesh and blood i protected her i was her warrior she looked up to me we were happy but after her mom left when she was 13 .we couldnt get help from no one it wasnt that no one bull !!! everyone knew they just didnt say anything just looked with pity we didnt want pity we wanted help we couldnt go to police her dad is the police.

she always seemed happy when she was dying inside with all that crap that happened to her she didnt deserve it noone did.she was strong but she was scared you could always see just a glimps of it in her eyes she wanted to end it all .i knew what she was  going to do she chose me to say her farewellls to she texted me that she loved me and was sorry i ran that ussually 15 minutes run in just 7 minutes i got there and told her not to that if she did she was a coward you know what she said

"then i am a coward" and pulled that trigger

that message is still in my phone i will never deleteit sure i gotten new cellphones but i keep that cell phone every night all the time i hear her las words they haunt me.

 so is it good? should i keep writing ?BP

~xxIxCxUxx