AN: The characters don't belong to me even if I wish they did =]

Hey guys this is just a little of a story I had in mind and just couldn't seem to get rid of so tell me what you think about it and if I should keep going I want this part to be longer and more in-depth I just wanted to get a little of it out there so I will be adding more to it later

So enough of me and on the reading =]

Tears fell to the page of my book highlighting the words love and lost, which I found ironic. Those two words held more meaning to me then the rest that lay upon the page. For I wish to be loved by someone and here I sit lost above anything else. It wasn't that the tears were for those reasons alone. I Cried because I sit here feeling sorry for myself. Yet I don't know what to do about it. You see the problem is that I'm all alone or at least I feel that way. I do live with my dad, not that that does anything to help me. For we never get along. Never have, never will. It seems destine to be that way.

You know the story book dad everybody wants. One that give you hugs, tells you what an amazing job your doing. He is there for dance recitals, baseball games, and other things you were involved in. He does anything and everything. He is there no matter what. Well reality seems to show me what life is really like. You see for me it seems I can never make my dad, Charlie happy. I get all A's and just one B on my report card and instead of being happy that I've done well, he tells me how bad I've done and that it's not good enough. I'm not a bad kid, I never get in trouble, I don't do drugs or alcohol, I'm not pregnant in fact I don't even have sex. I go to school, do what I'm told. Shouldn't that be enough? And yet here I stand and get told that I'm not good enough and never will be. Where is my story book ending?

While other girls are out with their friends having fun and being teens, I'm here being told how I will never be good enough and how fat I am. After awhile it starts to break you down. You start believing that you are those things.

So here I sit and feel sorry for myself. I don't try to stand up for myself anymore, it never works. It never did. I take it and keep taking it. It's all I can do. It's all I ever do. Will I ever get away? Will I find someone who will look past all my flaws?

Will I find out who I am?

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