When It All Started

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My POV (Like the rest of this book's gonna be.)

       It all started from since I was a kid. I've always looked in the mirror and thought,'Why am I so ugly?' I never thought I was beautiful or ever would be.

       Since I've grown up people have been telling me I've grown up into a beautiful young woman. I'd silently argue with them under my breath. I'd never believed them.

       Nobody's ever really liked me. And no I don't mean friend wise, I have plenty of friends. I mean boys. All of the boys just use me for homework and telling me to tell the girls they like them. It gets really annoying, especially if I like the boy.

        Did I mention I am smart and have straight A's? No? Well I do. But it comes with consequences. The teachers trust me too much, and for that I'm hated.

        I also play a lot of sports and music. It calms me down. But then people imply I'm horrible at it and then I don't really care anymore.

        Honestly, I'm describing my life so much more horrible than it is. I have a great life and shouldn't be complaining yet I still have that feeling that tells me I'll never be good enough.

         Lately I've been developing a crush on a boy in my class. But one of my best friends said she did too, so I didn't tell anyone anything. You know why? Because every, and I mean EVERY crush I've ever had, one if my friends had liked too. Then that boy ends up liking them too. And I'm lonely again. Worst part is lately there have been rumors that this boy has a crush on my friend. Come on!

          I love my friends, honestly, but every time I have a crush, they do too. And I always end up alone.

          So that's a summary of pretty much my life that I can think of right not so I'm gonna end that right there. But don't worry! You'll be hearing more about my daily life soon!

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