PROLOGUE

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birthdate *25/05/02*

current year *2014*

When i was seven, my father left. He was still in my life and visited me but it wasn't like it was before.

I used to be "Daddy's Little Girl" but now, all i am is his daughter. I am not the special little kid i was 5-6 years ago, he has more important things in his life. I guess I'm not jealous, it just hurts that he cant keep simple promise's like "I will put you first" or "You will always be 'daddy's little girl'" because now i know it means nothing.

I know why he left, he left because 'drugs', were more important.

I don't tell anyone about my past, because it is too depressing.

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