I was an angel. I had always been an angel. A sweet and beautiful angel, who was good at everything, and never did anything wrong. I was good at school, had many friends and a cute boyfriend, I was popular, helpful, and kind. I loved my family, my friends, and my boyfriend, and I never let them down. I was the nice girl, who was loved by everyone.
That was the person I used to be. Now, thing are deferent. I´m not sweet, I’m not kind or helpful. I don’t have a family to love anymore. And I don’t have anybody, who can still call me there friend.
I´m not an angel anymore!