People always say "Why do bad things happen to good people?" I suppose that's true to an extent – bad things do happen to good people. But what I don't like about that saying is that it insinuates that nothing bad ever happens to bad people.
The funny thing is, bad things happen to everybody, regardless of how good or bad they are, yet it's the "good people" who people feel sorry for. Did anyone ever stop to think about why bad people are bad? It isn't because they grew up rich with loving, supporting parents, lots of friends and a good education; it's more likely because they'd already had their fair share of problems before they were out of high school.
I am one such person.
People take one look at me and think they know me – the spoilt rotten bitch who always gets what she wants, and knows how to get it if she doesn't. They take one look at my background and envy me – stupidly, I might add.
My life may seem about big houses, expensive cars and clothes and anything I could ever wish for, but look closer, and you see that the big posh car has two flat tires and smells of perfume that is not my mother's. The big white foyer may look bright new and sparkly, but it's more off-white than white, and there are tiny cracks running through it. These are metaphors too, of course, but that's just so I don't have to put all my cards on the table too soon.
I'm writing this diary so someone, anyone can know the real me. Not the bitch that pushes people down stairs, or messes around with other girls' boyfriends, or steals her parents' alcohol just so she can escape her shallow reality.
To tell the truth, I've forgot who I really am – that girl's lost with my original hair colour. Now the best I can hope for is the leftover remains of a girl who used to be happy.
AN: Geez that's depressing :L
Well, technically it's not a fanfic, but the main character is a girl who I have used a few times in a few RP forums on here, so I thought she belonged here rather than on FictionPress. I'm not giving it away though – people who know, know, and those who don't will have to wait and find out :3 She's probably my favourite character that I write, and I though she deserves a bit more than just the occasional conversation on a forum.
So this is looking pretty angsty at the moment, one of those broody, teenage stories, but I think it'll be a bit more interesting once I get some things sorted out. This is kind of a Foreword , or blurb or whatever to give you a taste of what it's like I hope you like! (I plan to update every Tuesday/Wednesday if I have written stuff. New month's resolution! :D)
Reviews are always appreciated and encouraged, especially constructive criticism . My writing does leave something to be desired, but I can't get better if I'm not told! :D
And I also love flames. They make me laugh when I read them
TTFN, more later if you like :D