I decided it didn't matter
anymore. I needed to move on from Nick because nothing was ever
going to bring him back. Unfortunately. I was his big sister. It
was my job to keep him safe. That's part of the reason my
parents hate me. Only a part. But a major part.
I was never into sports. I was into art mostly. Painting was my
main hobby. Whenever I painted, I would be taken away from this
world and I would be happy. My mom would hate when I painted. Just
because I was "anti-social". Yeah, and I'm not the
one that's messed up.
Actually, that was a lie. I am messed up. But, my whole family is.
Except for Brenden. He's going to get somewhere someday. I
swear it.
I love my family though. I do, I
mean, I can't imagine them being anyother way. People tell me
it's sad. But at least family always seem to be there for you.
Friends aren't. I've mentioned before I don't have any
friends. Or don't want any. There's just too much drama.
Carter is the only friend I need. Once I get him, my life will be
perfect. But until then, who knows what will happen.