I should probably start off with me, before I tell you about my crazy sychotic story. First off, my name is Angel and I am 17, soon to be 18, years old. I have reddish brown hair, freckles, and a pale yet at the same time fair skin tone. I'm an ok weight...or so i've been told by some people. I've been called pretty by very few, but that's ok...it's not like I belived them amyway.
Aaaannnd here... is where... it gets touchy. When I was younger my dad got into a car accident on his way home from work. While they were taking him to the hospital he died. They said he fought with everything he had left. They also said his last words were; "Tell my family I love them."
Ever since that day my mom has been a workaholic and my brother, well my brother, became so depressed he dropped out of school. Now he only comes out for food and to use the bathroom. Me? Well, school is my escape. School is where I stick my headphones in, do my work, and study. Most people hate school... but me? I love it. It's my distraction and if i could, it's where I would stay... forever.
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My Everything (Michael Clifford)
FanfictionAngel had no one. No friends, a workaholic mom, and a brother with depression. When the punk rock boy with the crazy hair comes along, what will happen? Will they become friends or more? Can he help her? Or will she too fall in that same pit of depr...
