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Insecure
Chapter Six
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Today is November third, and it's also my birthday. I'm sixteen. Guess what! I'm not having a party....... I have to go to school and my mother has work all day. When I was little I always wanted a huge sweet sixteen, with a poofy dress and a billion people, but as I started getting older it mattered less... It's ninth period, nobody spoke to me all day, like usual. I got home and my mom wasn't, I walked to my room, "I'm not doing my homework," I said to myself. I put down my back pack and plopped down onto my bed. I tried to think of something to do while I blasted my Asking Alexandria playlist and then I thought to myself "There is nothing to do but sleep," and that is exactly what I did, I ended up sleeping through the night and woke up the next day and my playlist was still playing. I hopped out of the bed and looked in the driveway, her silver Mercedes wasn't parked in the driveway so she wasn't home! I was happier than ever! I decided to make breakfast, since mom wasn't home I was going to go wild. I got a huge baking bowl. I took out two waffles and put them in the toaster. Ten minutes later I was done with my work of art, I mean, breakfast. In the bowl I had two waffles, one dozen strawberries, a whole can of whipped cream,three scoops of cookie dough icecream, alot of chocolate syrup, a jar of rainbow sprinkles, four crushed oreos, two dozen jelly beans and five packs of m&m's. I couldn't believe I was going to eat that! I took me one hour to eat. But after about ten minutes of having it in my stomach I ran to the bathroom and well, you know what happened next. I felt so ashamed of myself. I took off my shirt and stood in front of the mirror, I grabbed my stomach and cried, "I'm so fat!" I said as I stared at myself full of shame. I stopped and realized I needed to stay faithful. I wiped the tears off my face and ran to my room, I put on a sweatshirt, put my hair in a ponytail, and went for a two hour run, since it was Saturday I did the same Sunday. And for the rest of the week I ran three miles before school. I thought that running would make me super skinny after a week. Was I wrong?
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Chapter Six
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Today is November third, and it's also my birthday. I'm sixteen. Guess what! I'm not having a party....... I have to go to school and my mother has work all day. When I was little I always wanted a huge sweet sixteen, with a poofy dress and a billion people, but as I started getting older it mattered less... It's ninth period, nobody spoke to me all day, like usual. I got home and my mom wasn't, I walked to my room, "I'm not doing my homework," I said to myself. I put down my back pack and plopped down onto my bed. I tried to think of something to do while I blasted my Asking Alexandria playlist and then I thought to myself "There is nothing to do but sleep," and that is exactly what I did, I ended up sleeping through the night and woke up the next day and my playlist was still playing. I hopped out of the bed and looked in the driveway, her silver Mercedes wasn't parked in the driveway so she wasn't home! I was happier than ever! I decided to make breakfast, since mom wasn't home I was going to go wild. I got a huge baking bowl. I took out two waffles and put them in the toaster. Ten minutes later I was done with my work of art, I mean, breakfast. In the bowl I had two waffles, one dozen strawberries, a whole can of whipped cream,three scoops of cookie dough icecream, alot of chocolate syrup, a jar of rainbow sprinkles, four crushed oreos, two dozen jelly beans and five packs of m&m's. I couldn't believe I was going to eat that! I took me one hour to eat. But after about ten minutes of having it in my stomach I ran to the bathroom and well, you know what happened next. I felt so ashamed of myself. I took off my shirt and stood in front of the mirror, I grabbed my stomach and cried, "I'm so fat!" I said as I stared at myself full of shame. I stopped and realized I needed to stay faithful. I wiped the tears off my face and ran to my room, I put on a sweatshirt, put my hair in a ponytail, and went for a two hour run, since it was Saturday I did the same Sunday. And for the rest of the week I ran three miles before school. I thought that running would make me super skinny after a week. Was I wrong?
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chapter!:
Brooklyn tries to end it all.
Brooklyn confronts her mom about missing her birthday.
Brooklyn makes a friend that is just like her.
Brooklyn tries to end it all.
Brooklyn confronts her mom about missing her birthday.
Brooklyn makes a friend that is just like her.
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Insecure
Chapter Five
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**How long does Brooklyn's popularity last?**
One month later....
Wow,it's been a while since I last woke up at five in the morning. As I walked into school I noticed that people were staring at me, but it was a different stare than usual, they were smiling, some were clapping. I even had people come up to me telling me how happy they were that somebody finally taught Braeton a lesson. But my popularity was only good enough to last two periods. On the bright side that was the most anybody had ever talked good about me. For the rest of the week teachers gave me bad look and some people were talking behind my back, mostly Braeton's friends. I really didn't mind it, I kinda liked it because it felt like everything was back to normal. Throughout the next month,October, I felt as if my mother was starting to care less and less about me. She didn't tell me when dinner was done, I just ate whenever I found the left overs in the fridge. She taught me how to do laundry, but never asked if I wanted any help. If I ever asked her for help with anything she just said 'Oh, I'm sure you can do it yourself.' And she no longer asks me if I want to go anywhere after dinner when I got home from school like usual. It's like she doesn't want me to be a part of her life anymore..... Today I made sure I was in the kitchen to eat dinner with her and I did. I asked her why she doesn't tell me when dinner is anymore. She didn't answer so I asked again. She said 'Oh, I thought you should have some responsibilities of your own.' I really didn't understand how coming to get dinner after my mom told me it was ready is considered as responsibility, but I didn't say anything to her for the rest of the week. I don't even think she noticed......
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Chapter Five
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**How long does Brooklyn's popularity last?**
One month later....
Wow,it's been a while since I last woke up at five in the morning. As I walked into school I noticed that people were staring at me, but it was a different stare than usual, they were smiling, some were clapping. I even had people come up to me telling me how happy they were that somebody finally taught Braeton a lesson. But my popularity was only good enough to last two periods. On the bright side that was the most anybody had ever talked good about me. For the rest of the week teachers gave me bad look and some people were talking behind my back, mostly Braeton's friends. I really didn't mind it, I kinda liked it because it felt like everything was back to normal. Throughout the next month,October, I felt as if my mother was starting to care less and less about me. She didn't tell me when dinner was done, I just ate whenever I found the left overs in the fridge. She taught me how to do laundry, but never asked if I wanted any help. If I ever asked her for help with anything she just said 'Oh, I'm sure you can do it yourself.' And she no longer asks me if I want to go anywhere after dinner when I got home from school like usual. It's like she doesn't want me to be a part of her life anymore..... Today I made sure I was in the kitchen to eat dinner with her and I did. I asked her why she doesn't tell me when dinner is anymore. She didn't answer so I asked again. She said 'Oh, I thought you should have some responsibilities of your own.' I really didn't understand how coming to get dinner after my mom told me it was ready is considered as responsibility, but I didn't say anything to her for the rest of the week. I don't even think she noticed......
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Insecure
Chapter Four
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**This is a fighting scene**
I got off the bus and headed to first period, math. On my way there I passed the most popular girl in the school, she was dating Tyler. Her name was Braeton. As we passed each other she said "druggie" under her breath. So I said "Trashy" loud enough for her to hear. She yelled "Excuse me?" and grabbed my arm. Everybody stopped in their tracks and stared. Since she grabbed my arm my reaction was to slap that brat, so I did, as hard as I could. She teared up and punched me in the nose really hard. Within five seconds there was blood everywhere. Once I saw the blood I grabbed Braeton, or as her friends called her, "Brae" by the hair and yanked as hard as possible and I ended up pulling out four extensions! She was crying harder than I've ever heard anybody cry. She jumped on top of me and knocked me down. She kept punching me. It hurt but I acted like it didn't affect me After she punched me four times I slugged her so hard in the face, I knocked her out cold. It felt so good to stand up for myself for once! But then my math teacher started walking down the hall... Twenty Minutes later I was at the hospital. The was a police officer and my mother in the room. I was scared. After two hours of questioning they told me that my nose was broken (that would explain the bandages and pain.) The police officer told me that Braeton had stitches on her eyebrow, a black eye, a massive headache, and a missing tooth in the back of her mouth. I thought she deserved it!, but we are both suspended for one month.....
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Chapter Four
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**This is a fighting scene**
I got off the bus and headed to first period, math. On my way there I passed the most popular girl in the school, she was dating Tyler. Her name was Braeton. As we passed each other she said "druggie" under her breath. So I said "Trashy" loud enough for her to hear. She yelled "Excuse me?" and grabbed my arm. Everybody stopped in their tracks and stared. Since she grabbed my arm my reaction was to slap that brat, so I did, as hard as I could. She teared up and punched me in the nose really hard. Within five seconds there was blood everywhere. Once I saw the blood I grabbed Braeton, or as her friends called her, "Brae" by the hair and yanked as hard as possible and I ended up pulling out four extensions! She was crying harder than I've ever heard anybody cry. She jumped on top of me and knocked me down. She kept punching me. It hurt but I acted like it didn't affect me After she punched me four times I slugged her so hard in the face, I knocked her out cold. It felt so good to stand up for myself for once! But then my math teacher started walking down the hall... Twenty Minutes later I was at the hospital. The was a police officer and my mother in the room. I was scared. After two hours of questioning they told me that my nose was broken (that would explain the bandages and pain.) The police officer told me that Braeton had stitches on her eyebrow, a black eye, a massive headache, and a missing tooth in the back of her mouth. I thought she deserved it!, but we are both suspended for one month.....
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Insecure
Chapter Three
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"The Situations Are Irrelevant now!" I woke up to 'Situations' by Escape The Fate blasting like I do every morning. Ugh, it's time for school.... After I get out of bed, I shower, get dressed, straighten my hair, and put on eyeliner. After that I'm ready to go. As I'm leaving the house I put my IPod on and get to the bus stop. I see the bus coming up the block. "I'm not ready for school" I mumble to myself. I'm getting on the bus now, while I'm trying to find the first empty seat,people stare and give me dirty looks as I walk down the aisle, all I do is roll my eyes, sit down and turn up the music. About ten minutes passes by, I glance out the window and through the corner of my eye I see a hell hole, a building that makes teenagers dread to see another day, this place is also known as, school.
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Chapter Three
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"The Situations Are Irrelevant now!" I woke up to 'Situations' by Escape The Fate blasting like I do every morning. Ugh, it's time for school.... After I get out of bed, I shower, get dressed, straighten my hair, and put on eyeliner. After that I'm ready to go. As I'm leaving the house I put my IPod on and get to the bus stop. I see the bus coming up the block. "I'm not ready for school" I mumble to myself. I'm getting on the bus now, while I'm trying to find the first empty seat,people stare and give me dirty looks as I walk down the aisle, all I do is roll my eyes, sit down and turn up the music. About ten minutes passes by, I glance out the window and through the corner of my eye I see a hell hole, a building that makes teenagers dread to see another day, this place is also known as, school.
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Insecure
Chapter Two
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I came out of the closet last year, in ninth grade. The only thing that people have done since then is make fun of me. I truly can't take it anymore. I've thought about committing suicide, but I've never attempted it. If I did, I don't think many people would care. All I know is that my mother would be heartbroken. I'm the only thing she has left ever since my father left her when I was only three years old. He said he only wanted her for her money, that she was to controlling and that he 'didn't like kids.' So to sum it all up he was a gold digger and he didn't want me.....I wish one day I could find him. I've always wanted to be 'Daddys little girl.' But I'm stuck being 'mommys angel.' I want to come home from school and be greeted by a man that is proud to call me his daughter. I want to go to baseball games and sit next to a guy that I could tell everything to. I want to go outside and go one on one in basketball with my father. I want to be escorted down the aisle at my wedding by the man I look up to and that loves me ever so dearly. Why can't life be how I want it to be!?
Chapter Two
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I came out of the closet last year, in ninth grade. The only thing that people have done since then is make fun of me. I truly can't take it anymore. I've thought about committing suicide, but I've never attempted it. If I did, I don't think many people would care. All I know is that my mother would be heartbroken. I'm the only thing she has left ever since my father left her when I was only three years old. He said he only wanted her for her money, that she was to controlling and that he 'didn't like kids.' So to sum it all up he was a gold digger and he didn't want me.....I wish one day I could find him. I've always wanted to be 'Daddys little girl.' But I'm stuck being 'mommys angel.' I want to come home from school and be greeted by a man that is proud to call me his daughter. I want to go to baseball games and sit next to a guy that I could tell everything to. I want to go outside and go one on one in basketball with my father. I want to be escorted down the aisle at my wedding by the man I look up to and that loves me ever so dearly. Why can't life be how I want it to be!?
Insecure
Chapter One
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My name is Brooklyn, Brooklyn Elizabeth Shest. I'm five foot four, I weigh 130 pounds. I have piercing blue eyes, black hair with purple streaks and I've been told that i have a ''perfect smile,'' even though there is no such thing as Perfect.I'm fifteen years old but I'm not your typical teenager. I'm insecure, I listen to alternative music, I dye my hair all the time, I've never had my first kiss, nor have I ever had a boyfriend, I have no friends, I'm bisexual and to top it all off, I cut. Nobody knows about it but it started two years ago, in eighth grade. In eighth grade the captain of the football team, Tyler, posted on his Facebook status that I did drugs, but I don't. Since Tyler is so popular everyone saw it and everyone that didn't, heard it from other people. The whole school knew! No matter how many times I said "I don't do drugs'', nobody believed me. After that I lost all of my friends and I was referred to as 'The creepy weird girl,' but I'm not called that anymore. I'm always called down to the school guidance counselor to talk but whenever I go I get way to mad, start to cry, and storm out of the room as fast as possible. I would go straight to the bathroom and call my mother to come pick me up. She did every time I asked. Missing school so often started to make my B's drop down to F's. After a while I was failing every subject. That is when I officially turned 'emo.' I thought I was the stupidest, fattest, ugliest most useless person that has ever lived.
Chapter One
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My name is Brooklyn, Brooklyn Elizabeth Shest. I'm five foot four, I weigh 130 pounds. I have piercing blue eyes, black hair with purple streaks and I've been told that i have a ''perfect smile,'' even though there is no such thing as Perfect.I'm fifteen years old but I'm not your typical teenager. I'm insecure, I listen to alternative music, I dye my hair all the time, I've never had my first kiss, nor have I ever had a boyfriend, I have no friends, I'm bisexual and to top it all off, I cut. Nobody knows about it but it started two years ago, in eighth grade. In eighth grade the captain of the football team, Tyler, posted on his Facebook status that I did drugs, but I don't. Since Tyler is so popular everyone saw it and everyone that didn't, heard it from other people. The whole school knew! No matter how many times I said "I don't do drugs'', nobody believed me. After that I lost all of my friends and I was referred to as 'The creepy weird girl,' but I'm not called that anymore. I'm always called down to the school guidance counselor to talk but whenever I go I get way to mad, start to cry, and storm out of the room as fast as possible. I would go straight to the bathroom and call my mother to come pick me up. She did every time I asked. Missing school so often started to make my B's drop down to F's. After a while I was failing every subject. That is when I officially turned 'emo.' I thought I was the stupidest, fattest, ugliest most useless person that has ever lived.