Who am I? Do you know? Because I sure don't.
Have you ever desperately wanted to be someone else, live someone else's life, maybe even.. I don't know...live in an imaginary world where everybody loves and appreciates you, where you can do no wrong and nothing bad can ever happen to you?
Well.. I do. But I still don't know who I am.
I know the facts of my life, I know and remember most of what I have done and lived through. Every bad thing I've said, every lie I've told or have heard someone tell me. Pretty much everything. But I still haven't figured out my purpose, why am I here.. just to die, to lead a miserable life and to work a job I hate? There must be some kind of reason to me being here.
Well I don't know yet, maybe I never will. What I do know is that I hate every part of myself so far.
Sorry I'm going on, should I get back to the main point of this? Yeah, I live in an imaginary world inside of my head. Now I realize this sounds insane, but it's my way of dealing ok!? Everyone has there thing, there coping mechanism as such.
If you lived my life you'd have one too.
Now, should I start from the beginning or just go from here, unfortunately, for me I think I'm going to have to start from the beginning for this to make any kind of sense.
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The Power Of Living
Teen FictionA horrific beginning can sometimes lead to a beautiful ending. Noa's life definitely started horrifically but she doubts it will end with a beautiful story. She is the white sheep in a family filled with black sheep. She doesn't drink, smoke, or e...
