As I cry I struggle to breathe, I take your comments like arrows to the head, but I don't fight back, I always forgive or forget but I never know why, do I risk slipping out of your reach or take the violence? The one thing I can never do is fight back, you call me names I don't even know the meaning of. I don't even bother remembering those names as I would never use them in the way you did. Would I ever find the strength to do anything about you? It doesn't effect me in the way you want it to, it makes me embarrassed to know you, but as no one sees, it is not embarrassment to you, it's power. You THINK you have power you THINK you controll me. But I KNOW you could never change me xxx -daisy
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(@BeccaDaisy) Hiya, I'm Rebecca (Or Daisy). love to write. I go to Bedales school, I'm a model, song writer, actor and dancer. I'm 14 years old and I hope you enjoy my stories. xx
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