Something didn't seem right. It was the apartment. I've never seen this apartment. I've never been it it!
"Um... There's something I need to tell you... I don't recognize this place."
"What? You don't?!"
She tried doing everything she could to help me remember, but I didn't, I just couldn't remember.
"I-" I paused. "I don't remember this place. I'm sorry."
"Do you remember your parents? What happened to you?"
"Uhh... Aren't you my parents..?"
"No. Want me to tell you what happened to you?"
I thought for a second, then answered with yes. "Well you ran away because your parents hated you and didn't take care of you very well."
She talked about police coming trying to find me, and if they did they would kill me..? That can't be true. It isn't true.
"THAT'S NOT TRUE!" I screamed, cried and went to Colleens room.
My anxiety started kicking up. That's why I said that.I closed the door, and put my back against it, so nobody would come in.
Colleen started pushing on the door. I ran under the covers, crying like a waterfall was falling down my face. I cried and cried. Colleen sat next to me. "Hey... I didn't mean to make you mad. I'm sorry." Colleen said
"It's not you, it's my anxiety. I'm sorry.."
"You have anxiety?!?! Why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't know."
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Sorry this was short, and sorry I haven't been posting on this fanfiction a lot.
Remember? I have lots of other story's.Read my other story's!
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Disabled
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Struggles
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Falling down
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I will wait
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I think that's it! Please read them! Bye!
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Colleen Ballinger
Teen Fictionthis story is stupid and I was young,, lmfao read it anyways cause it has 7k reads somehow WHAT