Blue hair, blue eyes, tan skin, thats what I see as I stare in the mirror , the tear stains that have ruined my makeup is what I keep staring at and all I think is that im a mess. Amelia Nate, I’m 17. I love cats and dogs, painting, books, and baking. I hate sports, cars, and Jake Jacobs for all he’s done. I seat down at his desk and grabbed a tissue, wiping my tears and pulling a pencil out. The piece or paper placed infront of me while I twirl the pencil around not figuring out how to write my emotions down. Once I figured that out the pencil moves and it writes out “I hate you, I hate everything about you, but I love you and your smile, the way you stare at me, the way you hold me, the way you touch me. This is bye.” Jake Jacobs, black hair with a streak of white that he was born with, white skin that easily tans, stromy grey eyes, and a scar on his lip. My now ex boyfriend, Jake Jacobs, I loved him but apparently he didnt love me like I wanted him too, he loved my friend more then he could ever love me. I folded the paper in half and wrote my name on it and left it on his bed. I walked out and ran home. At my house I grabbed a bag and threw clothes, food, and money in their. When I was done I left my house and ran and ran as fast as I could and never looked back and the wetness of my tears as all the years of pain came back to me like a stab in my back. My parents divorce, my dad’s abuse, my mom leaving, Jake lying to me, cheating on me, and my friend betraying me.