Prologue

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Why me the one that didn't have a clue what this world could have gotten her into. Now i am sitting on my bed face full of smearing mascarra thinking of how to hert myself. I look at my self in the mirror red eyes puffy cheeks and black starins of mascarra down my face. "Why me? WHY ME!" I yell as I sob and put my back against the wall and slowly slide down cyring and screamimg my pain out. Everything I could have not dreamed of happened. I did not want this life. Why did I have a life so cruel and self minded when everyone wants me to not be in there thoughts. I cry and slowly get up. I start to throw things of the counter and watch stuff break onto the floor. I put my hair up in a messy bun and walk downstairs. Going towards the kitchen I start crying harder. "I DON'T WANT TO LIVE ANY MORE!" I yell as I open the kitchen drawer and take a knife out. "Sorry!" I whisper...

        Stella is just that normal book worm phone addicted sixteen year old girl who just moved to Florida. She misses her friends and family members back at her hometown in Arizona. She has a strange but loving family but not everything can be perfect. She goes to school with no friends and becomes depressed. She never told her parents anything that was happening. She makes a friend but doesn't tell her everthing.

        Stella gets bullied and gets her heart broken. She can't handle all the drama in school. She cries herself to sleep every night and thinks of hurting herself. She goes to school with long sleves so no one can see the cuts of a sharp bladed knife in her wrists and arm. With the help of her friends and family she becomes aware that life is not taken for granted and life is precious.

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