I OWN NOTHING
Rated for reasons you will see later on and language.
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Its kind of ironic isnt it? How no matter how no matter how hard you try, you can never be more than who you are. You make the grades, you play the sports, you have a job, and you're the perfect daughter. You do as you're asked, you never say no. But is that only because you can't say no? You do all that is asked of you and more but it is never enough, no matter how much of your blood, sweat, and tears went into something, it is never enough. So what's the point in even trying right?
Those who know me don't really know me at all. I try to be perfect for everyone else; taking care of everyone else's needs while neglecting my own. My deepest wish is for someone to come hold me in their arms and tell me everything will all be alright.
But I know that will never happen. That dream became nothing but a child's fantasy after he passed away. Some people have lives where others take care of them but I have one where I have to take care of myself because no one else will. I live my life for those around me because I am not allowed to have feelings or opinions of my own.
I have become jaded; I fully admit to that, some may even call me heartless. I trust no one because I have been let down by everyone I ever trusted; all but him.
He took care of me.
He told me everything would be ok.
He loved me.
But now he is gone and there is nobody left to talk me down.
I have not really cared what they did to me over the years. He would always be there to tell me everything would be alright, that I was good enough just the way I was, that just being me was good enough.
But now… he is gone and there is no one here to stop me from seeking retribution for everything they have done over the years, not just to me but to him as well. They never liked him. Always talking about how they didn't like him.
They all laugh about his death. Take things from his home. They feel they are entitled to it all just because they put up with him all these years. And all of this is supposed to be okay with me. I am not allowed to even mourn his death, not supposed to shed even a single tear, for if I do they call me selfish.
That is taking it too far. So I am making a vow here and now…
They will regret treating his death like it was nothing. And they will regret the day I was ever born.
I will ruin them all…
Though I suppose you need at least a little background story first. My name is Serenity James and this is my story…
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Ok so To Marry a Prince is still being written so don't worry about that. This story is just something I have to write to get it out of my system before I do something I will regret.
Still working on To Marry a Prince but I'm trying to make the chapters a little longer and I have been really down about the fact that I got a 74 on my chem final, the lowest grade I have ever gotten on a final, which brought me down to a B average so I have been really pissed about that.
And to make matters worse my professor even sent me an email saying how disappointed she was in me and how I didn't seem to be there the last part of the semester. So yeah this week has not been great. How bout you guys?
Again I will say I am still working on To Marry a Prince but I need to write this one for me before I explode. So yeah.