If you asked me about my life, what would you expect me to say? That my life is normal? That I live like every other teenage girl does? That is what I would say...because I don’t want to tell you the truth. I’ve never had a normal life. I envy the other girls around me. They have parents who tell them, even show them, that they love them. My parents never say it, nor do they show it. My father wants me to be normal, while my mother says that I am normal. My mother says that she loves my father, while my father trembles in fear of her. My mother says that I do not need love from her or father, because I will receive plenty of love from my husband. My father looks at me with sad eyes, because he is afraid of what will happen when I fall in love. If my parents don’t love me, then who will? How can anyone love a girl whose own parents refuse to love her?
One night, I snuck out of my house, wearing a trenchcoat and a mask. I began to walk until I was sur