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Stories of a Wallflower

Novel By: Lunaa
Young adult

I'm not really trying to copy the book Perks of being a Wallflower, I just have all these thoughts in my head and the character Charlie in the book reminds me of myself in some ways and I thought I should share. Please don't think of me differently, I'm just different but not at the same time. I'm just scared to actually tell people who I am, and I guess you are my friend.
Thank you for reading this... friend.
I leave you with this;
In social situations, a wallflower is a shy or unpopular individual who doesn't socialize or participate in activities at social events. He or she may have other talents but usually does not express them in the presence of other individuals. The term comes from the image of a person isolating themselves from areas of social activities at ballroom dances and parties, where the people who did not wish to dance (or had no partner) remained close to the walls of the dance hall. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Mar 19, 2013    Reads: 9    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

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March 1, 2013

Dear Friend,

I'm awfully sorry I haven't wrote to you in a while. I've been rather busy. I have been crying a lot lately. I feel as though I'm starting to get bad again. My parents don't know what's going on. They won't help me. No one will.

Why won't anyone help me?

I feel more alone than ever. Like I'm in a big empty house where the walls and floors echo your footprints. No one understands what I'm going through. They don't even try.

I did it again. The awful thing I should be ashamed of? It feels different this time then the last. Last time it was just a simple cut, with feelings of loss and sadness behind it. After I had done it I felt so guilty.

But this time... It was just extremely different. I felt kind of relieved in a way. The first time I felt... ashamed of myself for sinking that low. And this time, it just felt like I was okay. I'm human again.

I haven't been crying the past two days as much as I have been for the past week. I guess I need a hero right now. Someone I can talk to about anything, who will give me feedback, help. I need help. I can't do this alone.

It's different this time. I'm falling into this deep dark hole, and this time, there is no escape. I need something to pull me out again.

I fear the worst might be coming. I feel like that thing inside me is growing stronger each day and just wants me to end it. I don't want to, but it's trying to convince me to do it. What do I do? I'm so lost.

Love always,



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