A halfblood story
written by Ashton West
It is hard being a half blood, Getting teased by pure bloods and not fitting in the way you'd like it to. This is a story about a halfblood and her life consuming years.
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
8
Reads
646
Anger was in the air
Chapter 3
Self confidence should remain in your physical body and your emotional body.
In my case up to the age off 13 I had low self of steam. Part of this made me think alot. I started caring about others opinions and taking them and storing them away. My confidence those years was very very weird. I felt awesome that people were replying to my texts and it made me feel accepted and even at school they talked to me. One day my mother came home steaming with anger she yelled out and said "ASHTON GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!!!!" I ran down immdediatly and saw the look on her face. She ranted and ranted and all I could hear was I am moving schools. I couldn't beleive it my mother was yelling at me for the first time. I shut down and ran to my room crying. 3 hours later I came back down and my father was home. I always hated it when my mother told him my issues because it seemed if he cared but really he doesn't give a dead owl about me. My father gave me a stern talking to and talked me through this process. He said " Ashton my dear your soul is sensitive and if anyone were to hurt you, you must tell me" "I replied ofcourse I would but why are you and mum angry" "you dont know he said I replied wonderingly NOPE not a bit. Well my Ashton your principal has received a email from anothers students mum saying that the daughter has been falsly leading you into a miserable enviorement. Once again I couldn't beleive it , I was speachless.
In my case up to the age off 13 I had low self of steam. Part of this made me think alot. I started caring about others opinions and taking them and storing them away. My confidence those years was very very weird. I felt awesome that people were replying to my texts and it made me feel accepted and even at school they talked to me. One day my mother came home steaming with anger she yelled out and said "ASHTON GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!!!!" I ran down immdediatly and saw the look on her face. She ranted and ranted and all I could hear was I am moving schools. I couldn't beleive it my mother was yelling at me for the first time. I shut down and ran to my room crying. 3 hours later I came back down and my father was home. I always hated it when my mother told him my issues because it seemed if he cared but really he doesn't give a dead owl about me. My father gave me a stern talking to and talked me through this process. He said " Ashton my dear your soul is sensitive and if anyone were to hurt you, you must tell me" "I replied ofcourse I would but why are you and mum angry" "you dont know he said I replied wonderingly NOPE not a bit. Well my Ashton your principal has received a email from anothers students mum saying that the daughter has been falsly leading you into a miserable enviorement. Once again I couldn't beleive it , I was speachless.
