Roses are red,
Violets are blue
They think that I'm ugly
I think so too.
I always have and always will. My name is Allison. But you can call me Alli if you want to. Must people call me freak. But, please don't.
I have long brown hair that usually stays in a bun or braided. Never down. I just don't think it's pretty. Nothing about me is pretty. My eyes are too green. I'm too short and too skinny. That's what I hear every day. All the time.
I don't have any brothers or sisters. I was suppose to, but my mom didn't want them. Ya see, my mother is a prostitute. A hooker if you will. She tried to abort me, but it didn't work. Sometimes I wish it did. By sometime, I wish that all the time.
I don't have any friends. Or anyone that loves me. They all think I'm a freak. I think they all think that I'm like my mom. Daughter of the towns slut doesn't get you too far.
Anyway, you will learn more about the person I am through the story. This is my story, I just hope you decide to read it.
YOU ARE READING
Alone ~An Ansel Elgort fanfiction~
FanfictionThe sluts daughter The freak the nerd the weirdo the loner. These are just the few names Alison Baker gets called daily. Even by her own mother. She has no one. She's absolutely alone. Except when the perfect star football player deci...
