3 AM
It was a summer night. I thought about life after school. It was my last year in school. My head was already spinning around the thought of the future, it was terrifying. I didn‘t know what I wanted to do with my life. Maybe journaling, that‘s what I‘m currently today, my mother “cares“ about my mental health; so she insisted that I should start writing my thoughts away. The problem is that my head is completely black, black hole, nothing. At the same, I have million, a billion thoughts running around inside my head. I need to have some sort of hobby, so I would have no time, not even a second to think about negative things. I might as well introduce myself. My name is Emma, that's the only thing I'm going to tell you right now. Whoever is reading this, maybe it‘s my mom, maybe it‘s my half-sister, maybe it‘s that one group of kids that bullies me because I look like a dike lesbian, it doesn't matter, but you will get to know me better through this.
YOU ARE READING
her coffee
RomanceThis story is about a teen girl named Emily/Emma. She struggles with finding herself, instead, she finds a girl in a coffee shop.
