RachelMature

I brushed my hair back from my face and tied it back into a pony tail.
I really didn't want to go to school tomorow. I hated all of the classes that I was in and I disliked most of the people that I hung around with.
I don't know why I fell into all of the bad crowds. I come from a good family with good morals.

My father works as a buisness man for some firm that I don't know the name of and my mother is a devout Christian that has me go to church every Sunday morning. I liked my life, I really did.
But there was something lacking, something that I yearned for but didn't know what it was just yet.

I know that I didn't need a man in my life, my luck with men went out the window. They never treated me right and they always wanted something from me. None of of them have ever liked me for me. And I'm getting sick of being someone I'm not. I'm not a tough girl that sneers at the world, nor am I the innocent girl that hides from everyone and wants to be alone most of the time.

I'm a girl that's waiting for the right thing to come along and change my life forever. I feel deep within myself that I'm meant for something...great. Who knows, maybe it's meant to be someone great.
I sighed and put my hair brush and down and got into bed. I turned the lights out and lay down; staring up at the ceiling.
I guess only time will tell...

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