Prolouge

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It's been 2 months since my mom died. Now I'm being forced to move in with my dad. Yay! Not. My dad was never in my life. Well not until now, which doesn't change anything. I still hate him. I have to make friends too. I'm not good at that. I had 2 friends at my old school. It's gonna take forever to make new ones. Ugh. Yes, I lost a lot of friends because they started seeing my scars on my arms. That's when I started to wear long sleeve shirts or oversized sweaters. I started not to talk to anyone but my best friends Nikki and Jonny. Now I have to leave them. I have to ride a plane too. Yay! I have a fear of heights. Well here goes nothing.

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