|I was fifteen (standard:drama, 310 words)|
|Author: Brittany.D||Added: Oct 05 2003||Views/Reads: 1937/1||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|I was fifteen when I lost my parents...|
I was fifteen, when I lost my parents. It was a cold winterday and all of my friends were at a christmas party. All but me. I stayed at home and couldn´t hardly believe what had happened, just a few seconds before. I felt sad and angry and I was lonely. I wished I had someone to speak to, someone to discuss my problems and feelings, but there was nobody. I thouht of my brother, who died last year by accident. I thought of my aunt Myra, who I had loved so much and who also died by an accident a year before. I had lost lots of lovely people. And now my parents too. I wished I could have cried, but I couldn´t. I wished I could have screamed and shout out all the pain I felt inside, but didn´t dare. What will the neighbors say, I heard the voice of my mother in my head. I don´t care what they will say I replied, I never did. But I was silent. As always. She is so lovely, not like the other teens, she don´t take drugs and go to this parties where they do this horrible things. She is not interested in boys and that is good. I always told her to wait untill she is married. She is really lovely. You was wrong, Mum, I said loud to myself. I´m not lovely and I never was. I love boys and they do love me. I had sex and I enjoyed it. I really did. Now, I was pregnant. I was fifteen. My parents did not die, but I was dead for them. From that day on they never spoke a word to me. I lost them ´cause I started to live on my own. Do I regret? yes, sometimes. Do I give up? No, never. © Brittany.D Tweet
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