~:Forever torn:~ {Lizzy Green}

[Lizzy Green]

Introduction:

Forever my life has been strange. For so long I've tried to hide it but I just can't immagine how I can anymore. Life's just geting to hard pretending. It's all because of him. That stupid bastard. How can he even look in the mirror. After all he did. After what he took from me. My home, my family, my innocence. That bastard. Maybe I should just keep it all in. I don't know. I just hate him so much for doing this to me. Scarring me for life. I'll always have those memories haunting me like the ghost of my dead father. If only Takin was here. She would be able to make things better. But, like everyone else who gets involved with me, she is no longer with us. Why must bad things always happen to me? I'm klutzy, I have a shadow hanging over my head, and I can never hold down a steady, good relationship. The only good thing that's ever really happened to me is this place. This school. It's like a neutral zone for me. Like nothing here can hurt me. I just sometimes wish things were different for me. Too bad I know that things will never change. They never do for me.

[Lizzy Green]

Chapter 1--In the story[/b][/size]

My days are long and tireing. For months all I have done is sit and wonder on about why I am even supposed to be here. I don't know why I'm supposed to be here. I keep feeling like I'm in this story and the plot could change at any minute and completely turn for the better for me. But, then again, plots are tricky. They could just as easilt turn for the bad. Or, they could just stop all together. Just stop. And things wouldn't move forward or backward or at all. And that scares me. Yes, I'll admit it. It SCARES me. I don't want my plot to end but every second I move forward is just another second to the end. The end of my story. The story of my life. Of the life of Lizzy Green.


So many twists and turns in a story line. So many unexpected things. So many obsicles that you have to go through to get to the end. But, the ending isn't always happy. Mine won't be. I'll probably get a divorce, my mother will die, then I'll die from tripping over a thumbnail and falling into a big batt of pudding and drowning. However humorous, it is still the end. And it is not a happy one. I fonly I could have a happy ending. Or at least a half way decent story I'd be fine. Maybe it's up to me how my story ends. Maybe I'm the one who keeps the plot rolling along and keeps it interesting for the reader. Maybe, I'm the writer, narrator, and main character in my life.


Now, some things make more sense.

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