My Days with Him
Everything happens for a reason
March 19th, 2014
My grandmother always told me that God has a reason for everything he does. I didn’t really believe that because all the shit that’s happened in my life. I'm not saying I'm a religious person, but I do believe in God, even though he's not there for me.
Recently my life has been more shitty than usual. My mom has been beating me again. She stopped for a while when my grandmother stayed with us when she was sick. Now that she's left, my mom is very angry again. She hasn’t always been like this. She started beating after my father left her for another women. She always says its my fault because apparently I'm a "terrible daughter". I don’t really care about what she says though because I know he left because she's a bitch.
Shitty things have been happening in school. I have always been made fun of, my recently its been getting worse and I have no idea why. People are now just making fun of the way I look. In the past I used to be fat and honestly I would make fun of myself if I was someone else. But now that I lost most of my weight people need other reason to be mean to me. Its kind of stupid though because they have nothing good to say. They yell things like aren't you supposed to bepretty since your name is Rose. I guess its true , but I don’t really give a fuck.
Walking into this school is a living hell. I almost didn’t come today. I don’t know why I even come here. Probably because its better than being home with my abusive mom. People aren't really saying things about me today. They're really just starring and giving me bitchy faces. Oh well, screw them.
I get to my fist period class a little late, but I don’t care. While walking in, my teacher gives me an evil look. Oh Miss. Young always so nice. Not. I look up and I see a person I have never seen. His green eyes looked right through me. His luscious curls stayed in the perfect spot. I've never seen a more beautiful person in my life.
Math class felt so long and I'm so glad its over. I want to see the mystery boy again. As I leave the class I trip on who knows what. I see someone kneel next to me. This is odd, no one in this school would help me. I look up to thank the person.
"Thank-" I stop to see the beautiful green eyes starting at me.
"No problem. I'm Harry. Harry Styles. I'm new here."
Oh my gosh, he's British. His deep raspy voice is echoing in my ears.
" That’s cool. This place is kinda shitty but you'll get used to it. I'm Rose Mullings." I sounded so nervous. I'm such an idiot.
"Rose, that’s a pretty name."
I'm so happy I came to school today. Things really do happen for a reason.
My grandmother always told me that God has a reason for everything he does. I didn’t really believe that because all the shit that’s happened in my life. I'm not saying I'm a religious person, but I do believe in God, even though he's not there for me.
Recently my life has been more shitty than usual. My mom has been beating me again. She stopped for a while when my grandmother stayed with us when she was sick. Now that she's left, my mom is very angry again. She hasn’t always been like this. She started beating after my father left her for another women. She always says its my fault because apparently I'm a "terrible daughter". I don’t really care about what she says though because I know he left because she's a bitch.
Shitty things have been happening in school. I have always been made fun of, my recently its been getting worse and I have no idea why. People are now just making fun of the way I look. In the past I used to be fat and honestly I would make fun of myself if I was someone else. But now that I lost most of my weight people need other reason to be mean to me. Its kind of stupid though because they have nothing good to say. They yell things like aren't you supposed to bepretty since your name is Rose. I guess its true , but I don’t really give a fuck.
Walking into this school is a living hell. I almost didn’t come today. I don’t know why I even come here. Probably because its better than being home with my abusive mom. People aren't really saying things about me today. They're really just starring and giving me bitchy faces. Oh well, screw them.
I get to my fist period class a little late, but I don’t care. While walking in, my teacher gives me an evil look. Oh Miss. Young always so nice. Not. I look up and I see a person I have never seen. His green eyes looked right through me. His luscious curls stayed in the perfect spot. I've never seen a more beautiful person in my life.
Math class felt so long and I'm so glad its over. I want to see the mystery boy again. As I leave the class I trip on who knows what. I see someone kneel next to me. This is odd, no one in this school would help me. I look up to thank the person.
"Thank-" I stop to see the beautiful green eyes starting at me.
"No problem. I'm Harry. Harry Styles. I'm new here."
Oh my gosh, he's British. His deep raspy voice is echoing in my ears.
" That’s cool. This place is kinda shitty but you'll get used to it. I'm Rose Mullings." I sounded so nervous. I'm such an idiot.
"Rose, that’s a pretty name."
I'm so happy I came to school today. Things really do happen for a reason.
Notes
I hope you all like this chapter. This is my first time ever writing a story like this so comment any suggestions you want from this story.
@Helen Styles
Thank you so much and I will
4/21/14