CHAPTER 1
I don't know how to begin. Maybe I AM just an ordinary girl, living in a big world. Or maybe I'm something much more. I want to travel the world, explore new things, be apart of something big. However, this is not possible YET, at least. You see, I'm an orphan, which means I'm not ordinary (at least I don't feel that way). I've always struggled to make friends in school, so I just keep myself to myself.
OH WAIT! My bad, I forgot to introduce myself. Well, I have anxiety and I tend to overthink quite a bit. So, in my opinion, my name, identity, or existence doesn't matter... but anyways, since your so curious, my name is Freya. I'm a 15-year-old, girl. Yes, girl. UGH! Sometimes I wish I was a boy. EVERYONE wants a strong boy, plus they have it way easier than girls, at least I think so. I have one friend and she's from the orphanage. Her name is Sara. SHE'S my one and ONLY friend. We can relate to each other, you see we are both from poor families. Our parents were too poor to keep us. My anxiety is really bad, I overthink, sometimes, I feel I wasn't enough. I just wish my parents had kept me. In my head, I'd be a good daughter, who just wanted her mother and father's love. I don't need fancy toys, designer bags, stationary, private school. I'd be happy with a simple life. I wouldn't be demanding and I'd be an exceptional daughter, a caring daughter. If only I had the chance.
Sara is like my sister. We do everything together, we stick together, we go places together, we get in trouble together, WE are a team!
She's been my friend since birth. The only one who made me feel complete. The one who makes me happy, makes me laugh. When I overthink, she always comforts me and convinces me it's not true. Every night, we light a candle in our secret spot and we list things we want to do when we grow older. Our secret spot is a little tent outside the orphanage surrounded and camouflaged in trees. It's a thinking spot for us, also where we reflect and comfort each other...
