I am an underestimated girl. My friends don't even understand me a lot of times. I have been hurt, bullied and used, but I still stay strong.I have had many loved ones leave me, while others stay. For me, all good things come to an end. I may act younger than I am towards my friends, but that is because I don't want to grow up. Yes I may be blonde, yes I may wear short shorts, yes I may be mild dyslexic, but no one should ever underestimate what I can do. I added in the short shorts part because even my own friends make fun of me for wearing them. Others wear short shorts, too, I just don't understand why they want me to wear longer shorts. It isn't like I am flaunting off my boobs, or wearing yoga pants like typical white girls. I do what I want and not what I am told, unless my parents tell me something, then I will possibly do it. I don't have much to stay about myself except that I have dirty blonde hair, blue/green/hazel eyes and that I wear glasses. I am nothing special, but this is who I am, and if you don't like me, then don' talk about me or to me. I may sound like a jerk on here, but I am actually a really nice person. Many people may not read this, but if you are reading it, thank you for reading.
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