Girl:
I'm
still here
Chapter
2:
So he left. The reality of it all hit me like a brick wall. I had the perfect summer planned out for the two of us. I knew just how things would go. Except I hadn't planned for this to happen. And yet, somehow I knew that the last kiss we had was just that...the last. As I heard those words coming through the phone, I dropped to my knees. His sister told me that he was moving back in with his mom. Great. Just where would that leave me? Here...alone...without him to help me through. Up until this point, he had helped me through so much. He was my rock, my safe place. We planned a future together. And then, all those things came crashing down that lonely friday night. Suddenly my vision went blurry. Tears fell from my face as I asked the one question I knew could either make or brake me. Is he coming back in the fall? She told me that she didn't think so, but he might. That was all I needed to hear. I needed fall to come really fast. I needed to keep the hope that he would come back to me. I needed...him. I went to sleep that night with one thing on my mind. Summer needed to turn to fall, because I knew what I wanted and without it, or him rather, I don't know what would happen.
I'm
still here
Chapter 1:
My name is
Anabella Grace. I have the best life out of all of my
friends. Believe me, they remind me everyday. But
sometimes, it feels like I have this huge boulder in my
way. I can't get over it. I can't go under
it. It's way to wide to go around it. And
certainly, I can't go through it. No one understands
that. No one sees it, only me. Somedays, I get the
strength to push it out of the way. But there are other
days that I don't have the strength and I give in and let it
block my way. I know just what it is, and when this boulder
began to get in my way. But explaining it...I'm not so
sure if I can.
It all started last year. It was the last day
of school. I couldn't wait to get out of this
place. And honestly looking back, I should have stayed...it
ended up being the best place for me. But I didn't want
that. I wanted to be daring. I needed excitment and I
knew just what to do. That's where he came into
play. My boyfriend of 7 months, I needed him to help me
through the summer. And he almost did, or would of had he
not gotten sent away that dreadful summer day in June. It
really is a sad story when you understand just what that meant
for us. No communication, and no more relationship.
Hope was the only thing keeping me alive. But just how far
could that get me. I
guess, maybe you will know, if only they could know that
too...