The mattress gleaming by the sunlight shining on the silky spread of white. I spit out a groan from my soft lips. I yawn softly considering that today is another day of my dreadful life. I bet you're thinking "Imagine being in my shoes." Oh, but imagine being in mine.
I'm bullied. But this is not a story of bullying. But, a story of the old me. You must be confused by this topic. This was never supposed to happen. But, I was the girl was who was hurt.
My name is Elizabeth. My name is Natalie. My name is Jessie. My name is Anna, Anna Stewart Le Cruz. I wish it could be anything but. Plain Anna.
I'll start from the very beginning. A nice little girl, lived in a big house. Spoiled. Spoiled. Spoiled.
The thought to you of being rich might be "I would get anything in the world". There was something my mother did that never let that happened.
My parents, Lea and Elijah Stewart. My mother was rich. My real father walked away from us and never came back. I wish I was him.
My "new" step - father, Nick Le Cruz is pretty much a spoiled rich man, who reminds me of my mother. No wonder they're a perfect match. But one day, something happened that ruined my whole heart.
I'm 16. I'm turning 17 tommorow. My "mother" is hosting a private party just to get drunk. It was the only thing that kept me going, drinking alcohol. The thought of forgetting everything the next day and not worrying about anything.
It's amazing. Let's just say I'm not a virgin to drinking.
Although I am to other things and not planning on losing it. It's partly awkward when I think of it. Like show your 'ladie parts' to a man? I think not of such things. Just.... Gross.
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Hurt.
Teen Fiction" A knife's blade point, gives me a point to end it all ". 'Hurt.' Is a fictional story about a teenager named, Anna. A rich girl who is abused by her mother and step-father. Anna goes to a party and something happens horribly wrong. What will happe...
