Lost In A World

Lost In A World

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Chapter 1 My story starts off in Thebes Greece Im not to sure what date when I was born. When I was born you can say that I was born unique. In June 7 2004 I was adopted by a sweet couple. But I still don't know who is my birth mother and father, but don't worry about that. Something magical happens. The craziness started on January 1 2015, when I was experiencing very strange dreams with and human figures I was never able to see correctly at them and one of them kept saying "I can't be even happier". I thought it's was nothing really important but I was wrong. But, I'm not going into details just now, I need to tell you something's about dear old me first I am very intelligent,creative,adventurers, and a kind person. Also my foster parents moved to Toronto Canada after they adopted me. And I go to Immaculate Conception Catholic school where my social life began. And witch is not a pretty good one either. I don't really fit in school because all the kids there are all popular.
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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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