~Flashback~ I was in my room watching tv when I heard my mom yelling for me. I went to the living room where she was and said"Yeah?" "There is some new neighbors over here in the other duplex. They have three kids. Their mom used to work at daycare with me. Lucas is already out there playing with them. There is a boy that is twelve(Same as me) and he was a little upset that there is no one his age here. Do you mind...." "Ok I'll go out there and find them," I said and hurriedly put on my shoes for I knew where they were. They were at the secret clubhouse we told no one of. How dare Lucas take them there before I gave permission! I know he was only nine but he could be more considerate about this! I ran through the short woods. Branches snacked me across the arms, legs, and face. I had on a t-short, shorts, tennis shoes, and my long dirtyish blonde hair flowing in the wind. I was to be thirteen in May and I was excited for it was almost the end of summer and not much longer till. "Lucas," I screamed across the field and up the hill. I slid down to the bottom surfing style on my feet. I landed in a group of four children as one with blonde hair walked off. I watched as he disappeared over the hill. I knew this was the reason I came out here and it was walking off. "Hey," I screamed though the boy didn't seem to notice. I yelled again and he turned. I was shocked from the way he looked. Are those sunglasses or glasses? Is that blue eyes like me? He smiled at me and I caught myself blushing. I have never blushed but once before and that was in front of Austin. This was a complete stranger! There is no way I could like him! I am just to picky to like someone right off the bat! It took six years for me to like Austin so how could I like this boy I haven't met? Has he really won me over with a smile and his gorgeous looks? This was running through my head as I saw him walk off. The only thing I could really think about was what just happened? ~End of Flashback~ I know you must be thinking'Aww! How sweet these two are married and have children by now!' If you are then you are wrong. It had been about half a year since that day. Zevin left two weeks ago and I don't have one doubt that I will never get over him. I might need to tell you a little about myself and my family to understand who I am. If I didn't then you would be confused of why I act the way I do in times and why I was always crying when I knew others had it much worse. I am Madelin Davis or as others call me, Maddie. I love blue and hate any girl colors. I love sports and hate softball out of them all. I am not a regular girl for I hate being a girl but love it at the same time. There is advantages and disadvantages. I always pull through though. I hate all these one direction and Justin bieber songs and them to. A lot would disagree but I love the wanted and there song'Glad You Came' because it reminds me of who I am. I am happy and outgoing but shy and nervous. If you do anything to piss me off well... Sorry but I am way stronger then any of the girls as well as double jointed in the arms which is an extra advantage. I know how to shoot a gun and play video games. My mom takes us to day bare were she works so it is easier for her. We hate it. We live in duplexes at her house and at my dads a house with a basement so normal. I have a rough family which is usually why I cry myself to sleep on most nights for the past week. My mom and dad divorced when my brother was about two or maybe three. Then my dad got married to my stepmother who turned put to be a beast and my mom married my stepdad who I adored. My stepmom stole money from me and my brother and was fake sick a lot to scare us. She passed out in our floor one time so we would have to clean it! She faked it of course but we didn't have a phone! We didn't know what to do! My stepdad was the best and was the only one whom I trusted. My sister was soon born and then when she was two my dad got divorced again. A year later my mom was divorced which broke me heart. My dad let's us see him though. He brings us there and he comes to us as well. We managed to have my sister every Tuesday and every other weekend and luckily we only had to see her mom on those days when we were forced to go. I loved my little red head sister who no one knew why her hair was red as no one else in the family did. My dad is now remarried again and I'm having trouble trusting her after what has happened. My mom is engaged to the famous cop of our little town. My stepmother is pregnant with her first child. She is a month or so along. When she came she brought along a dog, Cade. Cade is the only one that helps me in time of need. He cuddles close and let's my lay my head on him and cry. He will lick the tears off my cheeks trying to tell me I need to be happy. I also had a cat when we came, Susie. She had kittens and three were eaten by something unknown while two survived. A black cat named Molly and a orange cat names Susan. We sent Susie and Susan to a better home and kept Molly. She had such a sweet pattern on her. She had a kitten we knew this much but were we couldn't figure out. My brother and dad found a kitten in the shop as it was screaming. A week later the mother was found dead. We kept the car which is now six months old and a very adventurous thing always trying to sneak out. My problem you might ask is what? I have had a good life but leave it to the past right? Wrong. I am reliving the past as we speak. My mom is trying to take off a week every month from seeing my dead which is more then half of what we get to see him a month. It wasn't fair because I was a daddy's girl and she knew it. She tried to ask for forgiveness but I won't give it yet. I have had no idea what I was supposed to do now Zevin was gone. We were best friends and he helped with all my problems. I had secretly loved him though since I met him and I had a feeling he felt the same of me. I have no way to get in touch with him for he has no phone. He went to a different school in fact the enemy of my school and the enemy of my favorite football team is who he rooted for. This only made me love him more. At school this year a lot of boys thought since they were in high school they could get whatever girl they wanted. They were mistaken when it came to me. I have had several try to but what they don't understand is I will never love anyone like I do Zevin. For no one knows him. I hated school like most. I preferred the outdoors more then anything in the world. I always had a thing for animals which is why I guess. They were outdoors. I don't know what to make of my life. Is it good or bad? An I considered strong or weak? For these reasons I was unsure....... ~~>~~>~~>~~>~~>~~> This is about me and trust me further updates won't be as boring. This one was to get you up to date on my life and some of the hurtful things that have happened. You may think oh well that's nothing but really if you had lived the life you would know how horrible it truly is. I hope you enjoyed! Comment your thoughts please!
Every day I went on to think I was nothing. I thought that my life was over. There was nothing left to enjoy. I had wanted to just give up on thinking Zevin would come back. I couldn't though. It was the only thing I had left to live for. I had begun to cuss and draw all over my hands. By the end of every day I would have had my hands black from ink. I would have cussed at anyone and everyone possible. I spray painted a building. I shot beer bottles. I acted like I was okay and nice when I was around my parents. They didn't know what was wrong with me and I didn't want them to know. I wasn't sure wether what was wrong with me was because I didn't really understand or that I just knew it was true and forced myself to be sad about it or if I generally knew everything that went on and is going on. Everyday I had some new boy trying to get to know me. It annoyed me and I was getting sick and tired of saying no I only want Zevin when they asked me out. One question remained in my head the whole time though. Would Zevin like the new me? Am I ruining my chances if I ever see him again? Is this what I need to do? Should I return to my old energetic sweet self? I didn't know. So I was a mixture of them both. I was always on alert afraid to trust anyone. How could I? I didn't trust my best friends! How could someone not trust there best friends you might ask. Well it was easy for me. I had been hurt so much that I could no longer trust anyone. It wasn't my fault I was the way I was. What I always went to was cussing everything out. That was what made me happy. Making everyone else feel the way I did so I didn't have to be sad alone. ~~>~~>~~>~~>~~>~~>~~> Sorry it's so short! I wanted to update the best I could though. Please comment
Bump!!! And it doesnt have to be fake... It can be based on true events... Just cuz the category says fan fixction doesnt mean it has to be fictional... And actually its really good for a first story... Minor grammer errors but spelling is good and detail is great.... So its not in the wrong place
Thankyou! And yea sorry bout the mistakes. Sometimes I push the wrong button cause the letters are so small and spelling check thinks my words are supposed to be something else lol
I had dreams of him that I always found a meaning in. He would always appear at the beginning of the dream and disappear soon after. I took this as he wasn't coming back. I had ten or more dreams like this and it was really worrying me. One day I had a dream like the others but in this one at the end he came back. He had rescued me in the dream and I had thought well maybe he will come and rescue me from this awful life I have and give me something to be happy for. Of course the next two or three days I had given up. I hadn't seen him. My friends tried to tell me it wasn't meant to be but I knew that if a twelve year old was thinking like this then they were meant to be. I was a cheerleader. It had everyone confused because I didn't belong there. I knew I didn't. I just liked getting the details of things. I was a little nosy at times. I acted all shy and quiet and listened to every word they said. I was shy and quiet around anyone but my friends. It wasn't my fault! That was the only thing that I couldn't shake of my old personality. "Hey Maddie," Shawna yelled to me every morning. I would nod my head and she would come sit by me and we could talk. I didn't dare tell my friends my thoughts! They wouldn't understand... Couldn't! The only person who would understand was Zevin and how was I supposed to find him? He was no where to be seen. I remember the day my dad told me that my mom stopped trying to change how we saw him. I was happy for that day but then remembered my other problems. I stopped crying myself to sleep not afraid that I couldn't see my dad anymore. I slept peacefully on some nights but on others I had dreams of him that would scare me. When he disappeared I would wake and almost scream. I was confused. How could I be happy? Why was I sad? Why did I have these mysterious dreams that mean something in my mind? I was so creative and I guessed my head knew dream language. I had remembered the day I first cussed. It wasn't because I was sad or or mad or even happy. It was because I was trying to impress Zevin and his friend. It had worked to. They were laughing and trying to get the splinter out of my hand that had hurt as much as being stabbed. I had even spray painted a building once. I would have done anything to impress them. I shit beer bottles we found in the woods. I had threw the bottles at trees and they would shatter to show how strong I was. After he was gone all I could think was that I had done it all for nothing. That he couldn't have liked me they way I did him. I had always thought u saw it in his eyes but who knows? He could probably be glad he is away from me for all I know! I just had to find out! I was becoming even more unsure. ~~>~~>~~>~~>~~>~~>~~>~~> Here ya go! Sorry it was so short I was writing in a hurry please comment!