Reality ruined my life

Cuts on her wrists,
Cuts on her thighs,
Eyes full of tears,
Smiles full of lies.
Life is tough. It ruined all of our lives in little ways. Same with this girl. But with her, she's suffering from the hardest and the most painful lives ever. She feels as if no one ever cared for her. As if she just wanted to burn in hell. And I believe we have all experienced this in some part of our lives. This movella is dedicated the people who think they have no more hope in life. Love can change our lives in so many ways. Humans are actually made with 4 arms, legs and heads. We just have to find our second half. Will she finally find her second half? Will an irish boy fix her reality?


7. A tour around the neighborhood

Anna's POV

"Sure mum, but Anna might want to clean up first" he said sarcastically. Maura rolled her eyes. I took a quick glance at my clothes. I blushed. I'm such a great mess. So many un answered questions floating in my brain. I wasn't gonna stop thinking like this was I? "So anyways Anna, go take a shower in the bathroom close to your room and I'll prepare clothes you can borrow" Maura said. She was really sweet to even lend me clothes. I packed some in my bag actually. But then I forgot that they were already used. She lead me to the bathroom and layed down my clothes on the king-sized bed. "Thanks so much Mrs. Horan, I don't think I can repay you" I thanked. "Oh it's no problem, stay as long as you want dear" she smiled and left. I gently opened the bathroom door in surprise to what I was seeing. It was so big. It had a gigantic bathtub, a fancy shower, a big sink and a really big toilet. Wow. My bathroom was big. But I've never seen one like this before. I closed the door and locked it. I took my clothes off and stepped into the tub. It was perfect. The water was hot and relaxing. I don't think I'll be coming out sooner. After a few minutes in the bathtub I decided to take a shower. I washed my hair and rubbed soap on my body. I grabbed a new toothbrush and brushed my teeth. I dried my body and washed my face. It was such a relief to finally take a bath after all I've been through. I put the grey sweatpants and white muscle shirt on. It fit me perfectly. Maura said they were new clothes that Niall's sister wasn't able to wear yet. I tied my reddish-brownish hair into a messy bun. I didn't bother to put make up on. Today I wanted to just be... Natural. I walked downstairs which was long. Do you know how much steps I had to take just to get down here? This house was big. "Ready?" Niall said with a cute smile placed on his face. "Ready" I replied. We walked outside the house. "So.. You look nice today Anna" he said admiring my outfit. "Thanks. You don't look to bad yourself" I laughed cheekily. "Why are the houses so big and quiet around here?" I ask looking around. "Didn't mum tell you?" "Tell me what?" "This neighborhood is exclusively for famous people". Woah I'm in a celebrity neighborhood? I thought to myself. How could I have ended up here? I think he noticed my shocked face and grinned at me. My cheeks turned crimson red. We stopped at the park. Want some ice cream? He asked as we came forward to the ice cream stall. "Sure I'll have chocolate" "Same please" Niall said. The grumpy ice cream man handed us our cones. Thanks Niall. I smiled. "No problem" "Anna can I ask you a question?" "Sure what is it?" "How did you end up in the streets?" he asked softly with concern filling his eyes. I told him the whole story as a tear escaped my eye. He patted my back and comforted me. "Shh shh, it's okay Anna you're gonna fix this" I couldn't take it anymore. I cried into his chest regretting it after. He continouosly comforted and hugged me. He played with my hair. After I finished bailing my eyes out, I sniffled. "I'm sorry Niall" "What do you mean you're sorry? You can tell me anything Anna. It's okay. "Thanks Niall" We walked home with his cheesy jokes trying to cheer me up. I laughed at the cheesiness. Why did he care so much about me? I went upstairs to "my room". I unzipped my bag and pulled out my notebook. I started to write a poem. I loved poetry, art and writing. It was my passion. I started to get sleepy. I yawned and climbed to bed. I slowly drifted off to sleep with a smile. Thinking about Niall.

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