Misery.
People don't actually know the meaning of loving
somebody is.
I was 14 years young, what would I know about love? Little
did I know. Life and school was starting to get a little
harder
for me, people always judged me. I was different.. I was
myself.
that wasn't a reason to be judged wasn't it? I was a
victim
of bullying. No one knew that... Not even my parents. I
thought
it was normal. I was that girl you wouldn't
ever notice, the
shy one, on the last sit. I didn't have any friends, it was
Just
me, alone in this world, I was drowning in my own misery.
No one could help me, until that day.. I entered my new class
there were new kids.. Lots of them. Rebecca sat next to me
she was one of the new kids. "Hey" she said with a huge
smile
in her face. "Hi." I answered. She gave me a hug,
and I asked
"What was that for?" she smiled and replied "I
just made
a new friend, YOU." She was really nice, but at the
same
time I found it weird.. Maybe I had a new friend. My
first friend.. I never trusted anybody, because I had
fear
of being hurted, maybe she could be an exception..
or maybe she wouldn't.
Tell me what you think:).
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NothingButTheBeat · 1 decade ago
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loved it(: