Chapter 1

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   "Why," I ask myself sometimes, "Why did God even make me?" Well you know how nothings perfect except God. Wrong! He made one vital mistake. Creating me.

    My name's Hope and I'm 12 years old. Except, my name shouldn't be Hope because I do not have any hope whatsoever. It should be some thing more like "Fail" or "Horrid" or something else that actually describes me. I'm bad at everything and get teased and excluded from everything. I have so many friends though! I'm probably the most popular girl in my whole entire school! Guess how many friends I have. I have 00000000000000000. So many, right?  I can't even count them because I have NONE! It drives me nuts! The only girl in school who doesn't have anyone to talk to. No one who cares about what I think. No one to sit with at lunch. I used to be a normal, happy, hopeful girl who loved to talk to people. But then came an event I would never forget. An event that would change my life forever.

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