Before It Began

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I had a year off of school. I think was the time I needed to think of things I've been doing.

Hope was far from reach. And I never believed there was hope.

Why?

Because my life had been miserable in so many ways. I tried searching for hope but somehow it never came for me or rather I never found it.

Love or romance was particularly never coming for me. And I believe it was only a game.

Why?

Because no one, I mean NO ONE, was ever serious in those stuff. My friends, well, had too many break ups with there boyfriends/girlfriends, or rather, had so many boyfriends/girlfriends.

Life was never that important to me too, neither is myself.

Why?

I didn't care about myself. I'd rather lose everything than to live my life. I've always failed; my life, my school. I always believed it's gonna end anyway, so why care? My siblings can take my place in my family's life. They were more precious than I am. I'm just a glitch in the family, anyways.

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