Literally My Life

Literally My Life

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I'm not even fucking with you. Everything in this story is about me. My life. My friends. My parent. My family. My story. I ask that you don't judge me. I'm not saying that I have the hardest life in the world. I'm just saying that I put on a smile and laugh at everything. I'm upbeat and joyful, but I get home and cry myself to sleep. I really do have a hard life. It's not as hard as other peoples, but trust me. If you think your life is bad just think about this: Do you have two parents? Do they love you? Do you get a lot of what you want? Are you grateful about what you have? Do you have friends? Are you bullied? Think about all these questions. Every single one I asked you is my life. I have one parent. My mom. Yes she does love me. Yes I do get a lot of what I want, but not from her. She can't afford to buy me everything I want. I am more than grateful for what I have Yes I do have friends. 6 I am bullied. I'm sure you're asking your self 'Well you have to have a dad. Babies aren't made without them.' No shit. My dad dies when I was 6. I have a brother but he has so very serious mental issues. Anger and stuff like that. He's verbally and physically abuseive. He has never hit me. Not yet at least. But he has hit my mom. So if he would hit the one person in this world that loves him to death. What wouldn't he hit me?
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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