betrayal

Produloge

Betrayal, hurt, pain, what good is life. You build up and then break down. I used to struggle

with well, life I did good in school, I was even athletic, I just was betrayed to many times. I eventually forgot how to trust. I hid away from the world hoping it would get better. I dropped out of all the clubs I was attending. My grades dropped I did not do any more sports. It only got worse, I always felt depressed, I would try to hide away my pain with a smile. Even strangers could start to tell I was not okay. It got to the point I begged my mom to allow me to become home schooled. She held a tough fight, though afterwards her grand soulotion was boarding school. She said she didn't want me to go, but we both knew the truth. Inside she was already planning the invite list for the party she was gonna throw as soon as I walked out of the door. Okay, a bit melodramatic but you get the point. At least that was what I thought... then. It was hard for her especially knowing the truth to my story. My name is Makayla Marie I am 15 years old, and this is my story. (gods that was cheesy.)Oh, sorry spoilers.