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My name is of unimportance right now. No one would have taken note of it anyway.
I've been back-stabbed multiple times. I've been cheated, hurt, lied to, suffered... So much that it is numb and I can no longer feel the pain. I am a young adult who no longer goes through these things now. There was a lesson that I taught to myself in all of this. But I will never re-read my chapter that I have learned. Even though I have learned it, I will always make the same mistake as if I have amnesia and my life is written in pen. Permanent and dark. Many people has affected me.
This is a summary of my life story. One day, I'll color the pages for you too see. Right now I want you to listen and visualize.

I was an accident baby. The condom apparently broke while my biological parents decided to have sex after a crazy Senior Prom Night. Drinking. Music. More drinking. Dirty dancing. Mattress Mambo. I guess that that happens a lot any way. I was so close to getting aborted but my mother thought that I would keep them together, forever. My birth parents started dating AFTER they found out. And that lasted about 2 years of on and off dating. When I was three years old, they officially broke up and he left us. It was never this so called 'love'. My mother and I left across the city to hopefully start anew as a family.

She was seeing new guys every month. I know she wanted another person in her life other than myself. Three more years later my little brother was born. The cutest little button I had seen. He had straight dirty blonde hair with vibrant green eyes. Total opposite of myself. I have dark wavy hair with light brown eyes. His father was now like a dad to me. Since he was born dad took care of all of us. He worked long shift nights trying to support us. My mother was doing better at this time. Then the one tragic day came. He passed away for an unexpected heart attack. He was still young for his age but plenty much older for my mother. It was the last time that I would have seen an honest man.

School went down hill. I was the number one kid that was picked on. I was quirky and quite, and for the most part, unattractive. I had my flaws where I think I know everything when someone came up to my face. That affected my attitude and grades a lot. At home, I had to comfort my mother and I would watch my brother until she came home from work. She was never home and I never take notice anymore of how much she was gone during the times I get home from school. And that was usually the time that I take my brother out of the house and into the street. We would sit at the local park and watch the other kids skate and swing on the squeaky swings. Over and over the s**t I got from school would replay in my head. I was never pretty enough. I would never get kissed. Never have a smile on my face as I walk down the hall with friends I should have or go to parties. This continued on till I was in 8th grade. The grade that changed my life forever. I looked myself in the mirror and grabbed a pair of old scissors. Tears were in my eyes. I had cut the last of my hair.

Yes I was finally in the scene! I met this girl that I became friends with, invited me to a party on a late Friday night a couple weeks before school ended for high school. I told my mother about it and she disliked the idea. I pleaded and pleaded and she kept saying 'no'. So the night finally came and I did something that I thought I never would. Making sure that she was sleeping, I crawled out my window down to the party house in my best clothes. This place was filled with people I didn't know. As I entered the house my friend was near the front of the entrance. I greeted her with a big smile and hug. 'I'm glad that you made it' she said. She was my friend. I trusted her so what was to go wrong? Everything. Older guys had hit on me. This only brought back something I didn't want to happen to me of course I couldn't pass up the opportunity. There was no other chance I would get. I drank a couple of their mixed drinks. Alcohol and drugs, there was no control of myself.

The room was spinning. My stomach was aching. But I kept going.
The last thing I knew from this night was truth or dare. Being the ignorant child I was, I chose dare.

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TBA;
This is a background story of a story that I want to write. It will
incorporate these events as the main story continues as for flash back.
But this is for me to know why things happened as they ended up.

Ex: The party, she get introduced to drugs.
Main story, she does drugs.

Spoilers (cause I'll continue this one)
Ex: Dare is to make out with her friend.
Main story, it's about her being a lesbian and falling for another girl,
which the girl doesn't float in that boat. Which leads to hurt and lied to stuff.

Cheers.
(c)LEREI