My story from the beginning

My story from the beginning

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A teenage girl who lost and found herself a million times. My story hits different from the others but what makes me different is the fact that I had everything by people but no one that I could count on. The age where both girls and boys start to act like a teenager with a lot of secrets, too many hours on their phones talking always to their friends. That is the age that all the problems start with school or parents. This is the worst age to take you Childs phone away yell at them or punish them. Maybe I teens would not have so many secrets if you were there for me when I needed you the most but you left you did not care. Being the leftover the second choice is not good believe me you always gonna be the almost child which is the worst word because you always are not good enough you always are the first one to loose that's what they told me at least. The thoughts the overthinking the anxiety the pressure and the depression were my best friends.
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*(COMPLETED) "The worst thing about being lied to is knowing you weren't worth the truth." He bit his lip. "I wanted to te-" His eyes began to water and as a single tear fell he looked at me and said "but what if you've been lying for so long you don't know how to tell the truth?" "I have and so will you." He shook his head, shut his eyes, and leaned his forehead against the glass. "And here I was thinking you would admit that you don't tell the truth either." I gripped the telephone as my knuckles turned white. "What do you mean?" "Come on Zoey I've seen you sneaking around acting like you're busy. You're hiding something and you won't tell me." All Zoey Campbell ever wanted to do was keep her head down and get through high school. Too bad it isn't that easy. Zoey is tired of everything and everyone. She is tired of being pushed around and tired of watching in the shadows. She is tired of pretending to like that girl that doesn't even know her name. Tired of pretending that she is ok when she isn't. She is constantly hoping for a better way out thinking she should just disappear. All she wants to do is scream but no matter how loud she screams no one can hear her. Don't worry things just get worse. Everyone thinks she's a "sick" girl and just another suicide case waiting to happen. I mean what kind of girl sits by herself everyday right? Zoey is running out of time and she thinks no one has tried to help her until her "special" speech in class. No one really cares about what she really thinks anyway. It just that feeling of pity. Everyone thinks she really is sick but she knows she's not. But what if she is? Maybe all it takes is that one thing to make her snap. As her life gets thrown into chaos and deep dark secrets she can't help but try to figure out the truth. Will she find a way to let her new friends save her or will she just end up as another suicide case? *Disclaimer wrote this in 2017 when I was 14.

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