the city // l.h

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Marina P.O.V

New York City. We spend our lives being raised by the Internet, people walking fast on the sidewalks. Subways, Starbucks, skyscrapers.

Not knowing what I want to do with my life isn't my biggest problem, but it is one of the many.

I'm weak and afraid, and I'll deal with it. For how long, I don't know. I don't want to know if it's forever, because if it is then I'm wrong. I can't deal.

I've never felt more alone these past few years. My parents left for God knows what when I was fourteen. Three years ago.

I live with my older sister, Jenn. She's twenty-two. We're not exactly very close. When my parents were still here, I wasn't close to them. I was never close to anyone and still am not.

I guess you could say that's a problem, not for me though. I don't really blame my parents for the way I am. I blame myself, for everything. Some might say that is another dumb old problem of mine, but I'm used to it.

I wake up every day afraid that I'm going to live. But that's okay, because I have hope for the future.

Why I have hope that I'll be okay someday, I don't know. But that hope is the only thing keeping me going.

See, I'm not... Inhuman. I'm simply sad.

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A/N: Hey guys! :) This I the first serious thing that I've ever tried writing... It's really short I know, but this is only the first chapter... And it's
probably horrible but if you'd like to keep reading I promise it will get better! And I know that Luke isn't in the first chapter, but you just have to be patient. Thankyou, you're all lovely. Xxx