My World is Opposite

My life was as perfect as I was in middle school, I had many friends because I was popular. I had a perfect quart back boyfriend, yes I was a leader of cheerleader. Everythng was so perfect in my world. I though everything was fine as good as having no problem. My family was happy as I was happy, too.

But, when my friends and I were almost graduated for 8th grade to finish our middle school then we would move to high school for next year (like more like few months later). We were in gym, we were sitting on the bench and our parents were sitting on the opposite side bench. All of 8th grade students' parents were here expcet my parents were not here, I have no idea why they were not here to watch me graduated of 8th grade.

After, we were already graduated to finish our middle school, as everybody was gone to go to home. I was almost being alone to stand here because my boyfriend and his parents were still here. I was so upset and disappointment that my parents were not here. My boyfriend's parents asked me if I need a ride but I told them, I don't need it as I can wait for my parents to come here and pick me up. So they were leaving as I saw my older brother, twenty-five age, into the door, I saw his face was shock and have a red-blood eyes that he have been cried. I have no idea what's wrong with him.

He told me that our parents had car accident when they were on way to my school before my graduate started. I don't believed in him as I yelled at him, I was pound on his chest. I started to cry into his chest. I can't believe that drunk driver did ruin everything that I loved.

My big families were coming here for my parents' funeral, outside was raining, and everybody wore a black dresses and tuxes. That day was very depression. I haven't spoken to everybody, ever to my families, and my boyfriend, too.

I knew that my older brother have to move here and live with us since I have little sister and baby brother. I haven't spoken to anyone since my parents' funeral. My boyfriend tried to cheer me up as he tried doing it as he can.

One month later, my boyfriend dumped me because I never talked him since my parents' funeral. He was getting sick of it and he thought I don't care about him. Honest, I do care about him but my body just shuttled down since my parents' funeral. My body won't let me talk to anyone, my boyfriend, and friends. I have been cried in my bed for two weeks since my boyfriend dumped me and I lost all my friends.

My life just started to opposite and crash down.

So yeah, I know that I haven't written a story for long time.

I let you to know that this is not a "STORY," it is an "INTRODUCTION."

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