I'm okay

I'm okay

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I'm okay. That's what I tell everyone. Thats what I said when my parent died. Thats what I said when my grandpa died giving his heart to save my grandma. Thats what I replied when they told me my grandma died because her body rejected the heart. But I stay strong. Thats what I've been told to do my whole life. I stayed strong when my sister walked out on me when our uncle started abusing us. I was strong when I was told I had ten years to live. But I'm tired of being strong. I'm tired of being okay. Why do I have to be strong? Why cant someone else be strong? Can I take a break from being strong? Can I shed a tear? No was what they told me. When will I Isabelle Adams give up? Jason wants to fix me he just doesn't know how. I can see the look of defeat every time he fails to make me smile. I says I'm okay, but the sadness in my eyes say otherwise. He knows he can fix me but he won't admit it. He won't stop trying. Can he really succeed and save me.
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My name is Megan Joker, my mum think of me as a failure she will rather pick another woman's child over me, And my dad? He doesn't exist sister? Yes I have a step sister who think i'm a loser and always want everything I have even though she already has everything I don't have and her dad doesn't even care about my existence, Friends? All my school mates think i'm a freak and they call me cold so I don't have friends Greatest fear? Autophobia;fear of being alone, which I can't help cos i've never been nobody's business so i've been living with my fears all my life. Conclusion: Nobody want me even life itself hate me, it has tried to break me but i'm strong or maybe i'm only pretending to be cos i'm getting weak and its getting hard for me to hold on the wall of my strength is cracking I need someone to save me, anyone, please!!! "My though look is just a camouflage my heart is indeed weak and my soul needs to be fixed" Note: I know my writing skill is poor but please don't let that prevent you from enjoying the story, thanks.

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