The One I Left Behind

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Please do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from or exploit the contents of this story in any way. Kindly obtain permission. Credits to ExtraCandyForYou who made this wonderful book cover for me. *** *** *** Author's Note : Hi everyone, thanks for visiting! It's my first story here on Dreame ('',) Kindly excuse my typo & grammatical errors. I hope you'll like this and continue reading 'til the end. Please feel free to leave comments. Add to library and follow me too! Many thanks! *** *** *** PROLOGUE Who holds your happiness? When I was a child I thought I couldn't live without my ragged pink teddy. I thought my happiness depended on it. I sleep with it, eat with it and play with it all the time. I cling to it as if my life depended on that piece of fabric sewn to imitate a cuddly creature which in reality isn't something you should hug at all unless you want to be strangled and torn into pieces alive. When I got older it changed. My infatuation for a fellow student had me thinking that my happiness depended on whether I would see him in school or not. That includes watching him flirt with girls who were ten times prettier than me and I was devastated. Well, I said I was older, not wiser. When I was finally more mature, my Mother taught me that happiness shouldn't depend on anything or anyone but yourself. Moreover, you shouldn't put your happiness in someone else's hands. She said happiness is a choice that you should hold on your own. I believed her. In fact, I agree with her. I just wish it was that easy...