Fix me; my mechanic

Fix me Mr. Mechanic; broken and lost

Sheila’s POV

Tonight’s one of the nights that I do nothing other than tossing and turning in bed with tears in my eyes. Wait.., did I just say say bed? Well oops, I’m so sorry for the false information but I don’t have a bed I sleep on folded bedspread my guardian lent me in her storeroom. I have been wondering how my life got boring over the years. I’m just an invisible girl amongst the world. I don’t want to be seen that’s what I say to myself but within me I really want the whole to notice and acknowledge me. I know I sound insane but that’s what I want, like I really want. I need attention but I’m always treated as a plaque and unwanted. My presence is only acknowledged when they need my help, but after I’m exhausted off all my usefulness they dump me.

My name is Sheila, Sheila Greene from the Greene family. Yes, I’m quite sure you once heard of the Greene family and their misfortune. I am a subset of that family and their only daughter too. We are a family of five. Mom and dad, my two brothers and me. I was happy with the family until at the age of 7 the unwanted started happening and I had to leave home and settle in with my aunt.