Sams POV
I am your normal, typical everyday teen who is 16 years old. Samatha is my real name; say it to my face and I will bite your head off. People say when there young, (girls anyway,) "Look mummy, I want to be a princess when I grow up, and I'm going to marry a handsome prince." To tell the truth, I used to be a girl like that. A girl who read every fairy tale she could get her hands on, and believe that they are real. It is a load of poison now. I had to learn that in real life, true l’amour is rubbish and toi won't grow up to be want toi want. And in life, change happens quite alot and to me only, the horrible things happen. This is my life in a bedroom, in Carribien Orpanage. Yep; toi guessed it. When I was 10 years old, my mother and father died in a car accident, when they were trying to pick me up from school. When I recieved the upsetting news, I was in the children's accueil eversince. Life was cruel after that. But the one thing I kept, was my book of fairy tales that my parents brought me as a christmas gift. I've treasured it since. Everyone else is out so I decided to read it. "And the prince and princess lived happily ever after." I finished but then...
"Is that why toi ain't got a boyfriend Samatha? And toi read fairy tales, to imagine toi have got one?" It was a little pain in the ass, rat kid Charlie. And yes, it is a she. "Listen, toi rat, it's Sam, and I might not have a boyfriend, but I'm fine. Tell anyone and toi are screwed." She'd stopped bothering me and kept quiet.
The suivant jour was school. For me it was, Swans high school. It really dampans my life. To haut, retour au début it off, toi have also got a pain in the cul, ass populor girl who makes peoples life a misery. The ice Queen is called, Shela. She is the pretty, (not,) and rich type. "Had a great weekend Sam?" Ugh must she torture me? "Oh and don't worry, if toi do what I'll say I won't tell people, toi ARE AN ORPHAN!" The last bit she shouted so everyone can hear. Then was the cue, for people to laugh. So what did I do? Ran: from the mocking and sneering.
My life didn't get better at lunch. It was the usual slop they served us; and that made me feel plus depress. After, this morning, I was par myself on a table, tableau and everyone backed away from me. I could feel like crying, but I won't because it would be embarrasing. So it was me and my lunch, and it was silent. Until... "Hi, toi must be the orhpan Sam. I am Dylan." Great, the most populor boy in school came to mock me. This is going to be fun(!) "Whats it to you?" I asked bitterly. I didn't mean to be rude; but after what happen I feel like I want to kill everyone. "Ouch, I just wanted to see if toi are ok." He smiled. I would never feel like this, but I felt hope for once. "Thanks." And I gave a visible teeny smile to prove it. Unfortunatly my happiness didn't last long till, "Oh look, the orphan has finally got a boyfriend." Shela teased so the school heard. I had enough of this so I ran. I didn't feel like waiting till after school. I don't care if I am bunking off. As I reached the gate, I quickly climbed over till I heard someone. "Wait!" Dylan was rushing after me.
I ran down the high street, towards an ally, but I fell.
"Oww!" I cried. But then Dylan came rushing up to me. "Sam are toi ok?" He questioned. "Yeah, I need help." I said. He helped me up, and I felt plus better. Now I was waiting for him to go beserk on me. "Why did toi do that?" He yelled. Now was my chance to talk. "Well I'm sorry, being an orphan and getting mocked, will make toi want to run away." He saw my expression and he calm down. We knew it was peacful, until I suddenly asked; "why do toi care? I thought toi were like everyone else." It took him a while to answer. "Because I felt sorry. I wanted to make sure toi were ok. And I like you. There I a dit it." That was brave; I'll give him that. It was just silent until our faces were an inch apart. I could inhale his breath, and our lips were about to touch when- "Oi toi two, get back to school." It was our principal. Crap, there is going to be trouble...
I am your normal, typical everyday teen who is 16 years old. Samatha is my real name; say it to my face and I will bite your head off. People say when there young, (girls anyway,) "Look mummy, I want to be a princess when I grow up, and I'm going to marry a handsome prince." To tell the truth, I used to be a girl like that. A girl who read every fairy tale she could get her hands on, and believe that they are real. It is a load of poison now. I had to learn that in real life, true l’amour is rubbish and toi won't grow up to be want toi want. And in life, change happens quite alot and to me only, the horrible things happen. This is my life in a bedroom, in Carribien Orpanage. Yep; toi guessed it. When I was 10 years old, my mother and father died in a car accident, when they were trying to pick me up from school. When I recieved the upsetting news, I was in the children's accueil eversince. Life was cruel after that. But the one thing I kept, was my book of fairy tales that my parents brought me as a christmas gift. I've treasured it since. Everyone else is out so I decided to read it. "And the prince and princess lived happily ever after." I finished but then...
"Is that why toi ain't got a boyfriend Samatha? And toi read fairy tales, to imagine toi have got one?" It was a little pain in the ass, rat kid Charlie. And yes, it is a she. "Listen, toi rat, it's Sam, and I might not have a boyfriend, but I'm fine. Tell anyone and toi are screwed." She'd stopped bothering me and kept quiet.
The suivant jour was school. For me it was, Swans high school. It really dampans my life. To haut, retour au début it off, toi have also got a pain in the cul, ass populor girl who makes peoples life a misery. The ice Queen is called, Shela. She is the pretty, (not,) and rich type. "Had a great weekend Sam?" Ugh must she torture me? "Oh and don't worry, if toi do what I'll say I won't tell people, toi ARE AN ORPHAN!" The last bit she shouted so everyone can hear. Then was the cue, for people to laugh. So what did I do? Ran: from the mocking and sneering.
My life didn't get better at lunch. It was the usual slop they served us; and that made me feel plus depress. After, this morning, I was par myself on a table, tableau and everyone backed away from me. I could feel like crying, but I won't because it would be embarrasing. So it was me and my lunch, and it was silent. Until... "Hi, toi must be the orhpan Sam. I am Dylan." Great, the most populor boy in school came to mock me. This is going to be fun(!) "Whats it to you?" I asked bitterly. I didn't mean to be rude; but after what happen I feel like I want to kill everyone. "Ouch, I just wanted to see if toi are ok." He smiled. I would never feel like this, but I felt hope for once. "Thanks." And I gave a visible teeny smile to prove it. Unfortunatly my happiness didn't last long till, "Oh look, the orphan has finally got a boyfriend." Shela teased so the school heard. I had enough of this so I ran. I didn't feel like waiting till after school. I don't care if I am bunking off. As I reached the gate, I quickly climbed over till I heard someone. "Wait!" Dylan was rushing after me.
I ran down the high street, towards an ally, but I fell.
"Oww!" I cried. But then Dylan came rushing up to me. "Sam are toi ok?" He questioned. "Yeah, I need help." I said. He helped me up, and I felt plus better. Now I was waiting for him to go beserk on me. "Why did toi do that?" He yelled. Now was my chance to talk. "Well I'm sorry, being an orphan and getting mocked, will make toi want to run away." He saw my expression and he calm down. We knew it was peacful, until I suddenly asked; "why do toi care? I thought toi were like everyone else." It took him a while to answer. "Because I felt sorry. I wanted to make sure toi were ok. And I like you. There I a dit it." That was brave; I'll give him that. It was just silent until our faces were an inch apart. I could inhale his breath, and our lips were about to touch when- "Oi toi two, get back to school." It was our principal. Crap, there is going to be trouble...
I'm setting here looking at a paused télévision screen and i soon think to myself is that the way that our life is life when we are put on hold.
If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.
are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be ou are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.
so what do toi think about this journal entry that i just wrote toi need to think about what i a dit and give me your best anwsers that toi can give.
thnx erie morgan maples
If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.
are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be ou are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.
so what do toi think about this journal entry that i just wrote toi need to think about what i a dit and give me your best anwsers that toi can give.
thnx erie morgan maples
Why, do things have to be so hard
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.
Betrayed
par an old friend
par an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side
Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.
Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed par my own friends
I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.
Betrayed
par an old friend
par an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side
Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.
Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed par my own friends
I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
Hate.Disappointment.Regret.They all make up some of the worst thing in our lives...then why can't we just give it up?Give it up and just throw all our problems away?The answer is simple because this,this is reality not a fairytale ou some fiction story,where the writer can just have their way over their characters like puppets.No.Not at all in reality does one have their way to control their life ou the lies that people tell them.There's no stopping your troubles in life ou changing the regret you've made in the past ...it's life.
such a waste, my life whole life is a fake!...but im sure ive been a thorn inside of you...that's torn at toi for years. but, sometimes i can taste how amer i've become...& its plus then i can bare. sometimes i pray for someone to blow me away. just make it quick, but let it burn...so i can feel the pain thats torn at me for years. i can't be held responsable, 'cause this is all so new to me. can i...leave my pain behind?
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what toi DO with the gift of life, that determends who toi are. the pain toi feel...its normal. let it go.
toi think?
yes. toi need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
toi can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what toi DO with the gift of life, that determends who toi are. the pain toi feel...its normal. let it go.
toi think?
yes. toi need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
toi can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...