Ariana's POV•
I cried again this morning. I begged my mom to let me stay home but she refused. I couldn't tell her that I was depressed, or that I am suicidal. My parents were the popular kids in school so they expect me to be too. It's kinda funny cause I'm the opposite of popular. No body likes me, I have no friends, and worst of all, I love to sing, which is a horrible thing in my house. My family doesn't care if I can sing, all they care about is if I dress pretty and have manners. And all they girls in school who think they can sing always tell me that I suck and that I will never be a star. Well fuck them! Fuck everyone!
I left for school today hoping that it would be better, but it wasn't. As soon as I walked into the choir room, Amber, the head "popular girl" came up to me and said,
"Why are you here?"
"Because I love singing" I whimpered, aware of what was coming next.
"Well you should leave because you suck and there's no point for you to be here!" she screamed. Loud enough so that everyone could hear.
Just then everyone burst into an uproar of laughter. I was so hurt. I ran out of the choir room hysterical crying.
Now I know what I'm going to do. Tomorrow is my 16th birthday and 16 is a good age ya know? I'm practically an adult now. So tomorrow, on my 16th birthday I'm going to run away, and never come back.
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Notice Me(Ariana Grande& Harry Styles)
FanfictionAriana was just a 15 year old girl with an angelic voice. But no one ever let her prove it. She was constantly bullied and told that she couldn't sing and would never be a star. One day she left. She left everything behind. Along the way she met him...
