A gentle breeze brushed up against my cheeks. As I heard the bristling of the trees as the wind dance with the leaves, I swaddle my scarf around my neck. It's already fall. This past year went by fast. Leaving me to figure out things on my own. I just got out a three year relationship. It was really horrible. Spending night crying wondering where I went wrong. I thought i was in love but love shouldn't abuse you. Nonetheless I didn't want love anymore, so I left home.
My name is Danielle and I'm 19 years old. People always say you'll find love in mysterious ways, I never believe it. My last relationship was horrible. Since then I just thought love was just a waste of time. When I was growing up, my mom and my dad would always fight. My dad was very abusive to my mom. Hearing yelling and crying as i fall asleep, assuming that was love. I would ask my mom why she wouldn't leave my dad if she wasn't happy and she would always tell me its cause she loves him and when you love a person you'll do anything to be with that person. I never asked again after that. After my ex abused me for the fourth time, it took every ounce of courage i had and I finally left her. I spent months crying and beating myself up thinking it was my fault in every little argument and thinking no one was going to love me the way she did. After many nights of crying myself to sleep, finally seeing her true colors i decided that she wasn't the person i wanted to love anymore. I wasn't going to let myself be like that anymore. I was going to love myself before i ever love anyone else again.
I just moved to Seattle, Washington for college. I was studying in early childhood development to become a teacher. I didn't know anyone here. I was all alone. It was a new semester, in a new state. Leaving my old life behind and starting a new one. I mostly healed from my last relationship with the occasional nightmares and triggers. I finally loving myself. I reach for my apartment key out of my purse. Opening the door to my new apartment. A sigh of relief exited my mouth. I was finally happy. Happy with myself and with my life. I feel like this semester has a lot in store for me.
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Falling for you
Teen FictionA new state, a new city, all alone everything is new. I didn't plan to fall in love, but she came along and change the plan.
