16 years in New York, born here and lived here my whole life. I stay with my Dad, Harry. Well technically i don't anymore. My dad has got himself a new girlfriend and she doesn't really like me and i don't like her either. I had to pick to live with my lovable dad and his annoying girlfriend, soon to be my horrible step-mum, Or go live my mum who left me at the age of 9 in San Antonio, Texas. I had to make the right decision, i made up my mind. I'm moving to San Antonio. I've not seen my mum in over 7 years, i'm not sure what she's like now, i'm not sure if she's with someone or if she's had any other kids. I don't know who she really is anymore.
My name is Abigail Lucas by the way, i dropped out of school the day i turned 16, i hated school, so since then i worked in a restaurant, working in the kitchen as a Kitchen Porter, it wasn't the best job but it got me money. I handed in my notice last week that i would be leaving and couldn't work there anymore. I guess a good thing of moving to San Antonio, i wouldn't have to start a new school and make friends. There's something you have to know about me, i don't trust anyone, the only two people i trust is myself and my oldest and best friend, Aidan. We're not together and we're not going to be, i love him to pieces but not in that way. Ever since my mum left, i guess i haven't trust anyone anymore. I don't have many friends, I've had a couple of boyfriends but they were the type of guys who don't take care of their girlfriends, one of them, his name was Noah, he bet my up, he was a abusive boyfriend. If i didn't get out of the relationship, i sure he would have raped me, i was 14 at the time and he was 16. I've not been in a relationship for over 2 years but i'm scared that i'll fall for someone like Noah again and get hurt.
I want San Antonio to be a new start for me. My dad is worried for me not getting any friends because the way i am and the way i act. I don't like talking to someone if i don't know them, i don't like getting to know new people, i don't like making new friends. People call me a freak because i'm like this. Before i left High School, i got bullied big time. It got really bad, i used to self harm because of the bullies, that's one reason why i left school and one reason my dad let my leave.
I want to put that all behind me though when i move. The things i want to do when i get to San Antonio is get a job and get enough money so i can move back to New York and buy my own place. I don't want anyone getting in my way....
So this is my story for how wrong i was. This is the story of how i let myself fall from someone. This is the story of how my life changed, this is the story of how my world changed because i let that one guy in...