The Shy Girl

The Shy Girl

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The only people I can be myself around is....no one.No one like me, not even my teachers, nor the principal, my parents are divorced, and I live with my Mother, who mainly never spends time with me because she works with the FBI, and she leaves at 7:00 in the morning, and comes home at 8:00 at night, and I try to spend time with her, but she say she is tired, so I leave her alone. My life is a total reck....well to me But here is my story of how I got over my shyness and just learned to be myself,and I didn't regret it,because it changed my whole life,and it changed me as a person. Here is my story...and i hope you enjoy it
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All I want is to be alone. I wish that no one existed. My name is Zeina. I don't talk much. Not at all actually. Well not really. I sign or write things down in my notebook. I can speak. But I really only speak to those I trust. Today I'm gonna die. Don't feel bad for me, I am choosing my fate after all. Im tired of living. It's exhausting really living up to your own expectations and the expectations of others. I'm sick of shaving every inch of my limbs, plucking my eye brows, doing my hair, getting dress. Honestly I'm sick of people. My hair is long and dark brown with blonde in it. I have bangs that hang over my face and ever so slightly across my eyes. I don't have friends. My family sucks. So if you're reading this I have a question for you. Are you an outcast too. Everyday I come home from school, take sleeping pills, and go to sleep. Now I just want to sleep. Infinitely. (A/N I'm currently editing this!)

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