I Am Not That Bad. Well Maybe a Trouble Teen But Not Bad. AM I?
This is about a girl name Alex. Alex is a trouble teen that soon discovers being bad is not as fun as it seems.
I don't think I am a trouble teen. well OK yes I might be but dose that make me different? NO it dose not. 2 years ago I started doing drugs. It was bad for me my mother bagged me not to but I could not stop, I would cry my self to sleep. Knowing that I hurt her every day was painful. But I could not stop. It was like something was in side of me making me do it in till one day.
I lost my mom, my friends and even my best friend. I lost everything I cared about. So one day I decided to go up to the top of our apartment roof. I saw the view I saw everything it was piece full the wind blowing my short brown hair and my pink dress around. I looked down I saw the ground people looked like ants. I new what I had to do. I put my foot on the edge and leaned forward. I new this was the last day of my life.
I lost my mom, my friends and even my best friend. I lost everything I cared about. So one day I decided to go up to the top of our apartment roof. I saw the view I saw everything it was piece full the wind blowing my short brown hair and my pink dress around. I looked down I saw the ground people looked like ants. I new what I had to do. I put my foot on the edge and leaned forward. I new this was the last day of my life.
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