The Life and Lies of Me

My name is Esme. Ever since my parents died in a car crash, my sister is the closest person I've got...even though she hates me. Love is in the air for a while. A diary is the best part of my life right now. It's amazing what just letting go of your emotions really does to you.
I live with my Aunt Mira who has a grudge against me, godness knows why. After stealing her diary, I can find out my aunt's secrets too. I miss my old friend, but will a new boyfriend make things better... and will the love last? I just want to know the secrets of the past, and the secrets of my mum and my aunt - the twins that never got on.


With secrets, lies and the twists and turns of life, Esme will discover the mysteries that you don't even find in stories.

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16. I have a dream

Monday 25th November

I know I haven’t talked about school much these days. Oh, the shame. Even Ashleigh – Rose is embarrassed to be near me, the girl-that-thought-Aiden-really-like-her, the loser girl that was just seen as a joke and a recipe for fun. Their ideas of fun, anyway. It’s evil and twisted.

The way I look at Aiden must creep him out, he shies away when I plead to him to stop all this. While his friends taunt, tease and throw spit balls, what does he do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. He just sits there and observes quietly as if he’s watching TV. It hurts, but at least he doesn’t join in with my torture. That’s what it is…torture. It may not hurt physically, but mentally and emotionally, it’s killing me.

At lunch time, I listened to the song Mean by Taylor Swift on my phone. The lyrics really applied to me, especially the chorus.

Someday I’ll be living in a big old city

And all you’re ever gonna be is mean.

Someday I’ll be big enough so you can’t hit me

And all you’re ever gonna be is mean.

Why you gotta be so mean?

They touched me. So that’s when I got into songwriting. I like writing. I like writing poems. Maybe I’ll like writing songs, too. I’ll write them about Aiden. I won’t mention any names, though. I don’t think he’d appreciate that. And I don’t want to embarrass myself either. I’ll start tomorrow.

Someday I want to be like Taylor Swift. I have a dream.

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