Algae1ears
This story isn't about me. It's about her. I was normal. Good grades, nice mom, cool dad, and sweet younger sister that I never got along with. I had a good amount of friends, but I wasn't popular. But she didn't have any of that, at least, not in the same way. She was crazy smart, but her family was . . . Let's just say it was dysfunctional. Her brother was Mr. Popular, so she had to bear his enormous shadow. Her mom was a total bitch because she had to deal with her brother so much. Her dad, was the calm one. She had a lot of friends, but not all of them knew what she dealt with. Only us. We helped her escape. This is a story about her.