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My Messed Life.
This is amazing to me, I originally didn't mean to write this story, but I had a free write openers. So here it is! I hope you enjoy this!
Chapter 1: My Messed Up Life. Whole StoryWhy.
I lost my breath I couldn’t take any moves. I felt like I was dying. As I collapsed on the ground my mom hears something. She yells my name, as I don’t answer. She runs up the stairs scared, feels something as she falls while running. My mom’s background starts when she dropped out of school because she was going to have my older brother Jack that doesn’t even call her on her birthday. Jack is almost twenty-one years old he has his whole life figured out. He said he was going to finish school but he was a drop out in ninth grade. So Jack stays home thinking he is attractive. My mothers name is Andra, senior in high school everyone liked her. She was popular. I’ve heard stories about her and my dad in high school dropping out, going to parties. I wish my life were theirs. Found love in seventh grade had their ups and downs. My dad hears my mom as he is walking through the door from work. He helps her up as then they run to my room. My parents think I’m dying. I panic, panic. My parents call nine-one-one. The operator tells them to calm down. All I hear is them yelling. No breathing, be calm. The next thing I know I’m in an ambulance on the way to the hospital. I can finally breath. I asked where my parents were. The people said they weren’t coming. They were in another ambulance my mom had a heart attack. I looked around and I saw Jack. I looked to be clear, it was him. And it was Jack. He looked straight at me as if I was a stranger. I said hello, as he brushed his dark hair out of the way. It was very long with light blue eyes. It had been years since I’ve seen him. We arrive at the hospital their saying I just had a panic attack because I didn’t like school and was freaking out about it. But I’m at home now and everything is great! But Well it’s the next day my mom still isn’t out of the hospital yet. I’ve went to see her a couple of time today even though its only ten o’clock. I guess I’m just used to her being home, my dad is starting to act different he is always on his phone since yesterday. Is he cheating on mom? I thought to myself. Nah, he would never do that. I asked him whom was he talking to and he said he was talking to Andra. But you can tell when he is lying. Does he not know I know his face turns bright red and he acts like he is going to cry. Lies, lies, and lies that’s all you ever hear these days… Jack gave me his number for the one-millionth time. I’ve actually talked to him all day, we’ve Face timed, talked on the phone, he’s even came over on his bike. He told me he didn’t want to want to be here anymore or wanted to be gone. But I told him it doesn’t matter if he wanted to or not. He is staying; my family wouldn’t be the same. One day I imagined myself dropping out of school and dying my hair black and also even getting blue contacts. But no, no… I want to be original. Be myself if they don’t like me for who I am they don’t have to like me. Why do some people judge others..? Well I’m finally back in school and mom isn’t doing very well at all. I’m going to checkout today because I want to go see her. As I thought is another story of the Outsiders? My best friend dying because my mom died as they go rob a store. They call me as I try to hide him but it’s to late. Everything lately has been a mess my mom is dying and my best friend is trying to kill himself because my mom dying. This is just too much. I’m only a girl, a person in the world. I pray every night to things get better and they get worst and worst everyday! Why, why, and why. Is it because I’m only fifteen and trying to make things better for my family, my best friend I would die for, and myself? I only want my mom to get better and my best friend not to kill himself. My best friend is Austin he is one month and a day older than me. Everyone says we are good for each other but I don’t see it. I like him as a friend not otherwise. I love him. He has long, blondish brownish hair short. Light blue eyes, like my dads. I like him though he’s cute.. People I just don’t know. My mom isn’t out the hospital yet. My best friend is Austin he is one month and a day older than me. Everyone says we are good for each other but I don’t see it. I like him as a friend not otherwise. I love him. My mom is doing horrible! They think she’s going to die. But, in my prayers so that means I don’t think she will. Austin is really freaking me out. Yesterday he hugged me for the first time ever. Every time we hangout at the end we never hug we just say bye and that’s the end. But now every time he sees me he hugs me. Does he know I’m creating feelings for him? I hope he doesn’t. Were best friends and all but it could ruin our friendship forever. I just don’t know anymore. I’m just fifteen. * The next Day* Well I had a good sleep. I guess I did. I had an okish dream. Austin and I got married. Weird right? Yeah. My feelings just can’t handle it. *My phone rings* it’s Austin. I’m going to tell him how I feel about him. Hey, a cleaver tender voice shouted through the phone. Hi, I said. How’s mom? Great! I have to tell you something Austin. I like you… Well I told Austin I liked him. More like love. I’ve always liked Austin I’ve just never told him… It’s funny because Austin lives in Florida and he moved just because he wanted to meet me. He’s amazing, but I heard a knock on my door. So, I looked through the peephole it was Austin. Of course, I answered it with a huge smile on my face.
Chapter Notes:I hope you enjoy this!

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I have panick attacks a lot when I'm stressed. I had a best friend named Austin and I moved away from my hometown
New Lexington, Ohio.