1. Build You Up
With every heart brake, there's a story. With every hero, there's a punch line. With every mistake, cakes a lesson. I'm Anna. Anna Williams. I have blonde hair and blue eyes. I guess you could say I'm skinny. I have a couple friends but not a lot. I'm bullied all the time, but it's even worse with my brother. I'm 17. But we'll get into that later. Anyway, this is my story. The story of how I was broken, beat down, waisted. I was drowning in a sea of lies. And even worse, my best friend encouraged those lies. She was the one who started them. Anyway, don't judge anything that happens to me. I've had enough of that.
"ANNA WAKE UP!!" My brother yells. "Ugh." I groan. I decided to ignore him, he's mean anyway. I hear loud stomps coming towards my room. My door bursts open with a loud thud as it hits the wall. "Didn't I say to wake up? Didn't I tell you to get out of bed?" He said. I could tell he was getting angrier and angrier but all of a sudden the bell rings for breakfast. He mumbles cuss words under his breath as he gets out of my room and closes the door. "Saved by the bell." I whisper and laugh to myself. I walk over to my door and lock it, then I head to my walk in closet. My parents are pretty generous towards me. I walk in and look through my wardrobe. I decide on a turquoise long sleeved shirt that said, "It's Better To Be Ridiculous Then Absolutely Boring." In white letters and a pair of turquoise Chuck Taylor's, plus a pair of white washed out ripped skinny jeans. I go to the bathroom and wash my face, making sure to get the sleep out of my eyes, and I put on my clothes. I actually look really good. I curled my long blonde hair and put in red lipstick. I put in foundation and mascara, plus some eye-liner and a dab of blush. I brush my teeth and go to my drawers. I pick out a turquoise phone case with flowers in it and put it on my iPhone 5c and I grabbed a pair of turquoise socks. I grabbed my over-the-shoulder bag and walked out of my room. Making sure to turn all my lights out and lock my door so my sister doesn't think of snooping any time soon. She's actually my brothers girlfriend and she lives with us. She's 18 turning 19 and she's looking for a job. Plus she's going to college in 6 months so until then I'm stuck with her. I run down stairs and slip on my shoes and I grab an apple.