"It was a normal day until..."
Seriously? You're going to read another book like that? Alright, let me bring you to reality.
"My life was already shitty, this was just the cherry on top." There, that's better. Now let's get this show on the road.
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My life was already shitty, this was just the cherry on top. I hate my life, but what teenager doesn't? I guess it doesn't help that my mother is drunk just about every night. Or maybe because my sister has a terrible secret that will ruin her life... literally. Or possibly it's my father, the cause of all this mess, who ran out on us last year. Sigh. My life seems so cliche. However, nothing was wrong with me; I was the only sane one. Was.... But not anymore, not since... well, you know, not since that happened.
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I am mentally disturbed. Well, not technically but still. That is how I would label myself if I were forced to. I am not going to reveal my name to you because you really don't need to know it. Hell, you can call me prissy Missy if it makes your fucking day. Okay, I'm sorry, I should really watch my language, but I'm not. You're just going to have to deal with it and learn to love it. Also, don't call me Missy. I fucking hate that name.Got it? Good.
This is my story. No, I wasn't raped. Or killed. Or a drug user. Or pregnant. So go ahead and get that out of your mind. This is just my fucked up life. How I dealt with my 'mom' when she turned to alcohol. How I learned of my sister's secret, unfortunately. How I lived through my 'dad' leaving us in the dust. How none of this should have ever happened to me. But, hey, you know what they say: shit happens.
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Shit Happens
Teen FictionHow could this happen to me? Why am I the one stuck with this shit? Why not you instead? Oh, I see, you can't handle it, can you? No, you can't. So I'm the one who has to take the blow. Fine. I'll put up with it for now. But don't expect I'm going t...
