Making changes-one direction fanfiction

Making changes-one direction fanfiction

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Do you remember when you were 5,thinking when you were older your life would be some sort of Disney movie? Do you remember when you were 8,and you dreamed of being the voice of Cinderella? Do you remember at the age of 10,when you wanted to be a vet? Or at the age of 12,you wanted to be a nurse maybe? And then by the time your 16,you might actually have the perfect idea of who you want to be,who you want to inspire,who you were inspired by? Me?i wanted to travel the world,showing everyone my passion for something that made me happy and would be willing to do every single Day until I took my last breath on this earth,I wanted to sing..in front of millions of people.that was my goal.but I realised for every step I took forward,I took two steps back. I'm alone.my name is Laurishia,and I am alone. copyright © 2013
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Save Me

I never felt wanted - or loved for that matter - since I was little. You see my parents divorced when I was little, if you consider my dad running out on us a divorce. Then yes, they were divorced. It wasn't until years later that my mom stopped looking at me. She told me "it was all my fault" that dad left and after a while, I began to believe her. As I grew older I found my mom's love for me had vanished. That's when I changed. I felt that if my own mother couldn't love me, then who could. Over the course of time I changed everything about myself. I changed my whole wardrobe, my hairstyle, even my body. I changed so much, that by the age of sixteen, I lost my virginity to a boy who was just using me. I cried myself to sleep for months after that - I still do. Time has passed and I still pretend that I'm not bothered by other girls' remarks about me. How they call me a “whore” and “worthless”. I put up with it all because I think - no, I know - it's true. I'm seventeen now and I feel myself drowning in a pool of my problems. I need to be saved: Not from my past, but from myself.

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