Erase. Erase. Erase. I cant stop Erasing. Everything I write or draw is either crooked or uneven. All I want to do is draw bubble letters that spell out "Hope" for a school project. But I just cant get it to be perfect. Its just a word. Who cares if its a bit slanted. I care. I need to stop before I go nuts.
Ever since I was young, maybe about 4 or so, I've had OCD. It slowly eats away my sanity everyday, and honestly, I don't know how I'm still thriving. You'd think that with all of the uneven, crooked, messy things in this world, that I would be insane by now, but somehow I've managed. My name is Ember Syfluke, and everyone thinks I'm crazy.
YOU ARE READING
sMiLe
Non-FictionThis is my first Wattpad, so please don't judge :D Hope you enjoy!
