The Drawings in my Mind
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Hi, I'm Bridget Pearson, and I have been told I am a wonderful artist. But I'm not just called an artist. I'm also called a wimp, stupid, weirdo, idiot, crazy, alien, dumb, teachers pet, autistic, etc., etc., etc. That's right. I'm the bullies main target. To tell you the truth, I don't enjoy it (I don't think anybody would) and I have trouble sticking up for myself. 1. Cause' I have no friends 2. I'm not really liked by anyone, so if I get bullied no one cares and no one will stick up for me anyway. Well, there's my life. But the one thing that keeps me going is art.
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Walking into an empty house is normal to me. I guess I got tired of saying 'I'm home' when nobody is home to reply. It wasn't always like this. I remember when our family was close. Now we don't see each other any more. We don't talk to each other. We don't eat with each other. We don't ACKNOWLEDGE each other. This all happened after my 'Mother' killed herself. My father blames me. This is my story about how I learned to not count on anyone else but myself. I'm broken. I'm used. No one can fix me. But when the New Boy in town tries to fix me, everything will change. Good change or Bad change, I don't know. Only time will tell. I want to enter this story in the #Wattys2015 please help me out and vote and comment on my story. I'll really appreciate it!!! #Wattys2015 COPYRIGHTED © 2014 BY Anallely ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ®