Joy
Joy,
the emotion we all want to have,
will I ever have it... no... I had so much Joy as a child, my siblings were amazing. but now...
Joy is something I never had since, I was 12. when I turned 13, everything changed.
"Chase Davenport!"
"Yes dad?"
"Did you tell Adam he was so dumb that a dog could replace him?"
"NO of corce not! He's my brother!"
Bree had an evil grin on her face.
"Bree..."
"It's true and he called me a slut!"
"CHASE GO TO YOUR ROOM!"
"But I didn't say it!"
"NOW!"
ever since that day I called him Mr. Davenport, Bree on the other hand. As she got older she made my life more miserable. Adam on the other hand was different. he felt sorry for me since I was a nerd and had no friends. but who cares.
That's what berried my joy... life was filled with sorrow and despair. people say cheer up, losers, they have no idea what joy really is. It's so useless, who in the world would understand me. I have no joy in my heart, I never will, because they took it away.
I'm sorry, I will never... be joyful...