Agatha Christie:
I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing
Prologue
Have you ever wondered what life would be like if you hadn't existed?
Have you ever felt the need to die just so that everyone else can be happy?
I've lived a very happy life until the day the vampires moved to town and everyone started phasing. Sam imprinting on Emily made me a bitch. My father dying turned me into a middleclass bitch and becoming a big grey wolf turned me into a first class bitch. But me begin a bitch makes me feel slightly better, but it makes people hate me. Like I care that people hate me, I could just hate them back.
But sometimes that isn't enough. People don't understand why I'm like this, They know the gist of it but they don't fully understand. They don't know how it's like to be me, to live your life as Leah Clearwater. If they were to walk a mile in my shoes they'll understand why I'm this way, why I'm always a bitch. Behind the mask I wear, I'm all broken and crumbled, secretly wishing someone will see through the mask and glue me back together.
Will life always be this way?
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I know what you guys are thinking "she hasn't even started finished her other stories or updated but here she is starting new stories" I will get back to my other stories, I'm just having trouble sleeping because I have many stories in my head dat I need to get out,and this is only one of I got at least one out of my sytem I can go back to my other stories.
*Blackwater* coming soooooooon