Save Me

* Angelina's P.O.V. *

I raked my fingers through my hair, anxious.

My palms were damp with sweat, which happened frequently when I was nervous.

I took a chance, no matter how foolish my father complained it was, I did.

I moved to California to pursue my dreams, there were fantastic publishing companies here.

At home, in my miniature town, it was FAR from that. I wanted to write, to express myself, to break free from the cage of a town I resided in.

There was no culture to me, back " there ".

" There " is what the small town will always be referred to as, " There " is the past. " Here " is now.

Now is full of dreams, vivid dreams, dreams of happiness and excitement .

I prefer to keep my mind on the present, my past is far too bitter-sweet.

Maybe I shouldn't have even said bitter-sweet, just kept it at bitter.

Here I was, in my new/old apartment.

I named it that because this place looks like it has been here since the 1700s.

Don't get me wrong, I adore architecture. This place was old and vile though.

But I need to keep in the present, like I said. I need to stop being so pessimistic.

I told myself to focus on the future. The past makes that rather difficult.

My " home life " was awful. It was full of parental abuse and ' Angelina, why can't I come to your house this time 's from numerous friends.

They couldn't, I tried so hard to shelter all of it.

There was no life, it was all destruction.

I am still quite shaken, but then one day, I just left.

I doubt they miss me, scratch that!

They don't!

Obviously!

They wouldn't have put me through all that pain if they did.

" Tough Love " yeah right.

It was a bunch of pain.

Notes

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