Her name was Rachel and she was 18 years old, I wish I could say she was a normal girl like the others, but she wasn't, she was way beyond that...
Rachel didn't had a dream life, it was the complete opposite of that, she had a fucked up life where everything was just to much for her to handle, so she thought that dying was the only way to achieve real happiness.
Her father had left when she was only 8 years old, she didn't got along that well with her mother and she wasn't accepted at school for being different.
She was glad she had Heather, she was her best friend and almost like a sister, Heather also had a screwed up life like Rachel and that's what brought them together in the first place.
Rachel also had a boyfriend (Mike) which she loved but wasn't sure he could understand her.
Rachel didn't had a dream life, it was the complete opposite of that, she had a fucked up life where everything was just to much for her to handle, so she thought that dying was the only way to achieve real happiness.
Her father had left when she was only 8 years old, she didn't got along that well with her mother and she wasn't accepted at school for being different.
She was glad she had Heather, she was her best friend and almost like a sister, Heather also had a screwed up life like Rachel and that's what brought them together in the first place.
Rachel also had a boyfriend (Mike) which she loved but wasn't sure he could understand her.
Apart from Heather, she kept a diary where she wrote poetry saying everything she was going through, and her imaginary friend, something she had made up when she was 8 years old right after her father left, to compensate for her loss, and that was the imaginary friend she decided to keep for the rest of her life to comfort her on her worse moments when she was feeling all alone and lost, even though she knew he wasn't real.
She also had a few friends at school, which weren't able to understand or support her when she needed it the most, but she kept them anyway, being around people that weren't hurting her all the time made her feel less alone even though they were all FAKE.
Even though everything in her life was going on the wrong way, she always stood up and fought to make it better, and even when she saw that it never worked she kept on trying… She dreamed of a normal life, with a loving family, she wished her dad had never left and that her mother could be more understanding, but it all wasn’t more than dreams, it would never be like she wanted it to be and she knew it, but it felt good thinking about it sometimes even though it always made her a bit sad to think about all she wanted and would never have..
She also had a few friends at school, which weren't able to understand or support her when she needed it the most, but she kept them anyway, being around people that weren't hurting her all the time made her feel less alone even though they were all FAKE.
Even though everything in her life was going on the wrong way, she always stood up and fought to make it better, and even when she saw that it never worked she kept on trying… She dreamed of a normal life, with a loving family, she wished her dad had never left and that her mother could be more understanding, but it all wasn’t more than dreams, it would never be like she wanted it to be and she knew it, but it felt good thinking about it sometimes even though it always made her a bit sad to think about all she wanted and would never have..
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Km já te disse vezes sem conta, tá 5**
Tens e de me mostrar mais porke eu tou super curiosa.... =D
Será ke vais fzr o que eu sugeri??
pleaseeeee... *_*
eheheh keep up the good work ponea!!
Küss**
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