my social anxiety and i

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Hello again, long time no see diary, so

many things have happened in the

last 4 year and now I'm living in a

cabin in the woods with my boyfriend,

something is after us,

but we'll fight it we will protect Paris

and ourselves, but let me start from

the beginning, my name is marinette

As you remember and 4 year ago I

was 14 I just started 9th grade, I was reluctant to do so,

See I've ways being sheltered

When I was younger it, it sounds nice but it isn't.

It's not fun when you're 14 and unable to make friends

When you're 14 and forced to go to public school, basically being fed to the wolves

All eyes on you no matter where you go

The voices never go away, you try to cover your ears

But the voices always remain and the stares are always

On the back of your mind, every step you make

You need to watch out, one wrong move and it's over

They'll stare at you with their big beaty eyes

Their whispers haunt you in your dreams

The only sage place has been stolen from you

You it have one safe object, a stress toy

Your body shakes and you squeezed on to the only comfort you have

You ty to move but your body won't listen to you

Your body doesn't want to go there

Your body knows the second you take that step

There is no return.

My sheltered life has lead me up to this and I sometimes resent my parents for this

I love my parents and I know

They simply wanted to protect me, I'd die for them

But the resentment still lies within my soul

If only they didn't raise me that way

Then I wouldn't have to suffer like this.

I took my first step into school as I focused on my breathing

"1,2,3 1,2,3 1,2,3"

I made it into the building I was proud of myself

This was an accomplishment

I sat down next to a girl with classes and pretty long brownish hair

She looked so confident and beautiful, " I could never be like that "

She looked at me and smiled, her smile was bright and bubbly and warm

Alya- hey! My name is Alya what's yours?

Mari-.... Marinette

Mark inner thoughts- " I said that in school a cold tone! Nice going mari you screwed up, she's going to hate you now! "

Alya- "that's a nice name! I love your hair and you eyes are so blue! Like the ocean I we get along this year girl"

Alya smiled at me, her whole presona was beautiful and warm, kind of motherly like, I felt like I was floating in a field of daisies when I was with her, like all of the darkness couldn't reach where I was, it was peaceful.

Meeting her was the greatest thing in my life and I wouldn't change a thing from back then.

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