The Mistake I Am

The Mistake I Am

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I don't really have a life. Parents died at the age of four. It was actually their 20th anniversary. They were perfect. We were the perfect family. They use to spoil us well dad did. He'd get us chocolates we were his little princess's. Mum use to bring us to school while we sang to the radio. Those were beautiful days. When they died it wasn't the same. Our small town MaryLand never returned to the way it was. Sure Ashley was alright she's now the Queen Bee. She always was popular with the boys. Tan flawless skin, dark brown eyes, blonde hair, skinny yet curvy in all the right places. In summary she was sexy. I well I never went back to being Ella. Everything went dark. I never thought about cutting or suicide until I was twelve. The bullying became too much for me to handle. The words FAT UGLY WORTHLESS. The dark ugly bruises on my body. I became a loner lost all my friends. My so called 'friends' later turned on me and everyone bullys me. My life is ok compared to some other people's though I guess. I'm short tiny skinny but I have the curves. Long dark hair, blue eyes with grey specs from my dad Big pouty lips like Kylie Jenners. Creamy pale skin. I dress in dark all the time. Dark sweatshirts with leggings and my beanies are my life. I just couldn't do with the whole crop top makeup shit in the mornings. Maybe mascara dunno. I eat a lot I guess but I'm not fat though. My second last year of high school. Me and my sister get along fine. We don't talk. She likes it that way. We live with our aunt who's always on business trips. My sister is the most popular girl in school. She knows about the bullying. She doesn't care she just laughs and thinks it's a joke. They pushed me in the school pool before. But with Ashley it's a joke live a little. See I study I want be a forensic scientist or a detective. So I'm a perfect grade A student never below. I don't waste valuable time partying. But something bad is about to happen. I feel it in my gut.
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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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