(The Anxious Girl is a Venturiantale story. I am IKEA, and welcome to my game)
Chapter 1: Getting Upset.
Everything was peaceful. The Frye siblings were sitting in their living room, chatting about their friends.
"Wow Cierra. You and Michael should just date already." Jordan joked.
Cierra blushed a deep red. "No thanks, moron."
"Awww! You're blushing!" Isaac taunted. "You like him!"
Cierra got up. She punched her brothers. "Leave me alone!" She yelled.
The female walked to her room and slid against the door. She cried silently. "He'll never love me..." She thought.
Bethany looked at her two brothers. "You guys know she doesn't like when you guys treat her like that!" She yelled at them.
"I know!" Jordan laughed. "That's why it's funny!"
"It's not funny! You made her upset!" Bethany was mad at them.
"Jordan, you really shouldn't have said that to her." Isaac said. He knew Cierra had problems with anxiety.
Cierra had anxiety since she was 12. She never really liked being around people because it caused her to think bad thoughts. Her siblings were always there, though she barley listened to them. She was too busy thinking about the bad things that could happen to her. She went to see her therapist every Thursday, but she was always afraid that he would hurt her if she said what was on her mind. Everyday she just got worse.
All of her siblings thought the same thing. There was no hope for her.