Literature
Orange bliss
Somehow, you could say that I was a lively person, always cheery and fun to hang out with. Anywhere and anytime, I would make the most boring things into a sparkling, brand new, funny game.
I was lively. Not anymore
I think it all started way before I can remember. All I knew was that my parents always fought. I didn't (and still don't) know why they always had to make a fight out of everything.
When I was at the age of eight, my mother finally snapped, packed all her belongings and stomped out the front door. We never saw her again, but a few months later, we found her engagement ring on the porch. After that, dad sold bo