This is my first प्रशंसक fic... and hopefully I will be continuing on this! Enjoy!
My name is Alice. I'm eleven years young. My life has been all... यूनिकॉर्न until this year. It's sort of like all the fun has been cut off from my life. Like adults and other people alike all want me to have a short childhood. It's strange, because it seems as if everyone else is having loads of excitement in their lives. But I'm the only one who is at home, trying not to cut myself everyday because of all the stress in my life. It's difficult not to, and I haven't spoke to anyone so far. I don't want to be sent to a mental hospital. I'm not mental.... am I? I think that's आप to decide and for me to find out.
All of this... drama started when a girl in our class named Stacy decided to write a note and send it to one of my BFFs, Skylar. It said, "Alice, Skylar, and Sarah... आप will definitely regret being mean to me in the end." The first thought that came to my mind was, "Why would anyone do that? Why would anyone say that? And सेकंड of all, her name is faded at the bottom of the note but it's still obvious to see. Why? Why? Why?!?! Stacy was my friend... या at least I thought she was. Why would anyone think of something so pathetic... yet something so vengeful?"
Well it turned out that she told our teacher Mrs. Harris... and she blamed it on Skylar. I didn't understand. Now Stacy was also being immature and making fun of my other best friends' hairstyles, clothes, shoes, and much more! I mean, grow up! Seriously!! Not only that... Stacy was also crying to our teacher... and making a huge sob story out of it. I was pissed... and sort of sad at how my best friend changed so much. Oh, या should I say ex best friend.
My name is Alice. I'm eleven years young. My life has been all... यूनिकॉर्न until this year. It's sort of like all the fun has been cut off from my life. Like adults and other people alike all want me to have a short childhood. It's strange, because it seems as if everyone else is having loads of excitement in their lives. But I'm the only one who is at home, trying not to cut myself everyday because of all the stress in my life. It's difficult not to, and I haven't spoke to anyone so far. I don't want to be sent to a mental hospital. I'm not mental.... am I? I think that's आप to decide and for me to find out.
All of this... drama started when a girl in our class named Stacy decided to write a note and send it to one of my BFFs, Skylar. It said, "Alice, Skylar, and Sarah... आप will definitely regret being mean to me in the end." The first thought that came to my mind was, "Why would anyone do that? Why would anyone say that? And सेकंड of all, her name is faded at the bottom of the note but it's still obvious to see. Why? Why? Why?!?! Stacy was my friend... या at least I thought she was. Why would anyone think of something so pathetic... yet something so vengeful?"
Well it turned out that she told our teacher Mrs. Harris... and she blamed it on Skylar. I didn't understand. Now Stacy was also being immature and making fun of my other best friends' hairstyles, clothes, shoes, and much more! I mean, grow up! Seriously!! Not only that... Stacy was also crying to our teacher... and making a huge sob story out of it. I was pissed... and sort of sad at how my best friend changed so much. Oh, या should I say ex best friend.
I will not be under your tyranny
Your cruel and oppressive force
Yes, maybe आप should be my leader
But that doesn't mean I should follow आप all the time
Do आप know he's got आप bound
Under ropes and chains of cruelty
Well, I don't wanna be a follower
If it means I have to be a killer
No, I'm not exactly kind-hearted
But that doesn't mean I have to kill, kill, kill
I don't wanna be just a senseless follower
I have a heart, I have a soul, so I don't follow you
I don't just wanna be a follower
So I don't give a fuck bout what आप do, do, do
But I myself will not give in to the tyranny
So you'll watch me leave
No one's gonna stop me
Look, I'm walking out the doors of tyranny
And I'm not gonna be a senseless follower
Ever again in my life.
Your cruel and oppressive force
Yes, maybe आप should be my leader
But that doesn't mean I should follow आप all the time
Do आप know he's got आप bound
Under ropes and chains of cruelty
Well, I don't wanna be a follower
If it means I have to be a killer
No, I'm not exactly kind-hearted
But that doesn't mean I have to kill, kill, kill
I don't wanna be just a senseless follower
I have a heart, I have a soul, so I don't follow you
I don't just wanna be a follower
So I don't give a fuck bout what आप do, do, do
But I myself will not give in to the tyranny
So you'll watch me leave
No one's gonna stop me
Look, I'm walking out the doors of tyranny
And I'm not gonna be a senseless follower
Ever again in my life.