Ok, so I just want to write a little summary to my story that I want to write called A Place of Our Own I'm basically escritura this to see if people will like it, and if they do, I'll write more. :)
So anyways, it's about a Hollie, 17 año old girl who has an alcoholic mother and a step father who abuses her as well as her 12 año old sister, Amy. Hollie's been in a 3 año on/off relationship with a heroin addicted boyfriend, Danny. When a close call puts Danny in the hospital, he promises Hollie that he'll quit and they'll find a better life. This causes Hollie to realize that she needs to leave inicial and find help herself.
So yeah, if tu liked this, please comentario and there WILL be more. Thanks. :)
So anyways, it's about a Hollie, 17 año old girl who has an alcoholic mother and a step father who abuses her as well as her 12 año old sister, Amy. Hollie's been in a 3 año on/off relationship with a heroin addicted boyfriend, Danny. When a close call puts Danny in the hospital, he promises Hollie that he'll quit and they'll find a better life. This causes Hollie to realize that she needs to leave inicial and find help herself.
So yeah, if tu liked this, please comentario and there WILL be more. Thanks. :)
I come inicial and their fighting.
I hate it! I want to tell them to stop.
But I cant, because Im stuck in the middle.
They tug me, playing with me.
I cant handle the pain!
When I go to school no one can see my pain.
I fake my happiness.
I want to go hide in a corner and cry.
But I cant.
Because no one lends a shoulder to cry on.
My friends dont understand!
I come inicial again, and my parents pull me.
Ripping my corazón like a angry raven.
My siblings, they... they... leave me there. Alone.
I feel alone.
Deserted.
No where I feel happy.
Because Im alone.
Why cant anyone see?
Why cant my parents stop fighting?
Why cant my friends lend a hand?
Why cant my siblings pull me to my feet?
Why am I alone?
I hate it! I want to tell them to stop.
But I cant, because Im stuck in the middle.
They tug me, playing with me.
I cant handle the pain!
When I go to school no one can see my pain.
I fake my happiness.
I want to go hide in a corner and cry.
But I cant.
Because no one lends a shoulder to cry on.
My friends dont understand!
I come inicial again, and my parents pull me.
Ripping my corazón like a angry raven.
My siblings, they... they... leave me there. Alone.
I feel alone.
Deserted.
No where I feel happy.
Because Im alone.
Why cant anyone see?
Why cant my parents stop fighting?
Why cant my friends lend a hand?
Why cant my siblings pull me to my feet?
Why am I alone?