Chapter 1 ~ Shattered ~
People walk around everyday, oblivious to what's around them. Every second could be their last, yet they don't think about that. One second can mean the difference between living and dying. In life there's only one thing I hate, it isn't the abuse I get from my father sometimes, nor the fact that I am treated invisable by everyone, I hate myself.
I killed my mum. She died giving birth to me, my mother, the person who was supposed to care for me more than anyone. My life long bestfriend, who woud've made me look gorgous for the prom I didn't go to because I was crying over her death. Who would've, in a few months saw my graduation.
I always wondered what it felt like to be loved, to be hugged, to be kissed, to feel like i'm worth something; and not a waste of a life. To wake up every morning and not feel shattered into a million little peices that would never be fixed.
