LOST IN A LIFE
Lost and scared full of fear i don’t know were i am. I feel like running from this horror story called my life.When i walk to school i look at the ground like no bode is there.Scared that they don’t like the way i look. I lost my friends my family my life all for taking money to bye new cloths to make my self feel good. Why did i do it.
I wrote this story to describe a persons feelings and how they feel towards them self. When she looks at the ground there is a reason. This reason is stated in the story. What do you think the reason is.