Cara's POV
It was a pretty normal day, except for the nervousness in my stomach because senior year is starting tomorrow and I'm definitely not prepared for it.
I don't know why though?
It's not like I'm new or something,I'm gonna have all my friends and it's going to be awesome, right?
"Ughhh!!" I frustratedly pull my hair and fall on to my bed and look around my room which has royal blue paint on one side which holds all the photos . I have too many frames is what my mom always tells me.
Now that I think of my mom, immediately both my parents face cross my mind. My dad is in the Indian coast in some island ,where he owns a resort and my mum is here running her own Cafe.
In this world there are two sets of parents, one: who love their children so much that they show it by spending time with them and understanding them and two: who loves their children but doesn't know how to show it other than buying them whatever they want. My parents are neither of these. How do I know it so well?? Because of how they show it so well .
It is always my sister for them no matter what, like when she does something wrong she gets a second chance ,but when it's me? I get the worst punishments and the loudest shoutings.
So ya , I know it pretty damn well .
I try to forget all of this even if it hurts a lot . So now all I am going to be focusing on is getting through senior year without any complications
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Hello everyone!! This is my first story so please don't judge me if my story is sappy or boring.
Thank you!
Nina
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