ItsGhostX
[This story is on hold and will be rewritten shortly- for any infomation message me or comment on the story]
No-one likes me, they tease, they bully, I don't have many friends, just the one. The call me ugly, a hideous monster, they say I don't belong. They don't know the full story though do they? They never give me a chance to tell them. Some days are okay, some are worse than others. I pray the day when I can leave, when I don't have to see them again. But somewhere I believe it will happen again and again, and it won't stop until I'm dead. I hope and dream that one day I will be free. I have nightmares, of them laughing and mocking. I wake up crying and sweating. Sometimes I cry myself to sleep if its bad. No-one can help though. I pretend I don't care, I make a sarcastic comment, roll my eyes, hide any emotion from them. Its easy, I'm used to it, but its hard too. Its like nature for me to make a comment, roll my eyes. But truthfully... It hurts, and it hurts a lot...
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Secrets, abuse, lies and betrayal pretty much sums up Amaya's life. She's been through a lot in the 17 years she's been alive. With no where to turn, she is sent to England to live with her uncle. With a start, a new home and many secrets of her own. As her secrets unravel, is all not lost in the end?