The Whispering Of The Wind

by Yellowumbrellas13

The world never revolved around me, but I always felt that it did. Then, I had a wake-up call. I was forgotten. My name cast off the Earth and everyone who did remember me were long gone. I don't know why it happened because I was recognisable, important even, but that didn't stop them. Maybe I was too mean. Enough with the sentimentality, from now on, the world will belong around

1. Prologue

Disclaimer: This is my story, and If you find it on Wattpad, I didn't steal it. The account that it is posted on is my account (the username is the same). I just wanted to add this story to because Wattpad is lacking in areas that I really need, and this site isn't. To rephrase, this is mine, I just put it on Wattpad and . I can't steal from myself, and even if I wanted to steal a story, I don't have the paitence to copy word for word each chapter because Wattpad also doesn't allow people to highlight text.

Everybody has their problems. Some seem bigger than others. They might plague people daily, weekly, monthly, or even their hourly. Yes, everyone has problems.

Some people always have the spotlight on them, no matter how much they try and hide from it.

Some are so obsessive and self-conscious that they freak out when even the smallest things go wrong.

Some try so hard to be an individual that they don't know how to work in a team.

Some people are so scared of themselves and everything around them that nobody notices their true talent.

Some people are so unique that they come off as crazy or strange.

Some put on such a good mask that no one bothers to attempt to see past it.

Though all of those situations are important, this isn't about them. It's about my situation. It's about me. The girl so lost in time that she doesn't even fit into the background. Not that I should ever be associated with the word background, but no one ever cared to fix that.

I'm going to tell you the story of my life. Of my problems. Of my problems. Of my failures. And this might sound self-centered, but this is my story. The story of me, Charlotte Black.

Hi! This is my first story ever on , and I'm excited please read my disclaimer above because I don't want to get reported for posting my own story on a different site. I'll verify it on my Wattpad account where this story is originally posted if you don't believe me. Anyway, I wanted to add this to this website because I feel like there are more people I can relate to here than on Wattpad, but I'll still post there. Originally, I wanted this story to be on , but i didn't have a computer handy and since Wattpad has mobile updating, I just did it there. I'm going to try not to press for reviews, but It would be really helpful for constructive criticism. Wattpad readers definitely lack in that, but readers, from what I've seen, generally don't. That's all I have to say because this is getting long.

Thank You, Yellow