It's 5:38 a.m. and I'm looking at the sunrise. It's so beautiful... Unfortunately, I can't stay here for too much time, I need to get up, take my things and go to the beach. I don't really want to do something there. I don't know... I feel weird because I don't want to be stressed anymore, I don't want to feel worthless or lonely. For one second I just want it to all end. I don't know why I'm feeling this. It's strange. You know, I just want to go to that fucking beach and stay there doing nothing, just waiting for something, for a reason to be alive, for a miracle. I'm just tired of feeling like this.
I feel empty.
Maybe I need friends.
Maybe I need a hobby.
Maybe I need a job.
I just know I need something to keep me alive, because nothing's worst than leaving without a reason.
Anyway, here we are now, on the beach, in the cave.
Great.
Now I'll wait.
Hey guys, I know this one is crap and is so short, but I promise the next chapter will be longer, I'm trying to post daily so just stay tuned.
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Destroyed and Recovered
Teen FictionThis is a story about a girl. Let's name her Lia. Lia had a perfect life, without worries about anything, she was a role model student, beautiful and happy. She was a 16 teenage girl who enjoyed life, until one day when her parents just left her and...
