I know I'm a freak. I know we all are. That is the only one thing I am sure of myself. Everything else...changes. Everything is different. All the time.
I don't know what to expect anymore. There are surprises everywhere. It has gotten to the point where surprises don't faze me. I'm just tired of it all.
Sometimes I want to die. But I can't. I'm not allowed to. I hear a lot of people say: The worst thing someone can do is kill you.
But they're wrong. What's even more pathetic is that they don't even know they're wrong. Because death isn't the worst thing someone can do to you. The worst thing someone can do is control you.
I'm sorry. I'm ranting, I know. This is just what I feel, though. Honestly, sometimes I wish the world would just stop.
Stop.
Stop.
I am Alexandra and this is my story.
A/N: Greetings people of earth. This story is a little different. My first story is currently on hiatus because I saved quite a lot of it in my computer but these days I'm not allowed to use the computer so *I cry* but anyway. I'll describe a little more of this story in Chapter 1. Hope you guys like it and tell me what you think :)
