I thought I new who I was until I looked in the merrier and looked at my reflrcktion . I never felt like this befor . Ever thing that I had felt though as if every thing was just a make believe and know I have no Ideia were I am between me,myself, and I . I might die my hair and change my close and attitude but when I look at this meier I didn’t feel like my self . I thought that if I would changed myself it would all be better but in reallaity I am still in this skin and not happy . Yet confused of everything and every day of when and were I walk live and brive I have a werod feeling about my self then ever befor .
These is the words of the book that I am going to write . I know what your thinking is it she who is talking or the chericter, well I am not the chericter in the story but I will tell you that its sordaf related.
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