As my 16th birthday came up i wanted to live every teenage girls dream and have a sweet 16th.
i had it all organized, good to go.. food, music, games, cake, decortations. Everything.
On the day i set everything up, got dressed up (took a good hour making sure i looked perfect) and waited.
i was so excited! I couldnt wait to see all my friends and share my big day with all off them.
i waited and waited and waited.
not one person came. No one.
My heart was broken, shattered. I felt like nothing.
I hate to show my emotions even infront of my mum & since she was there i acted like i didnt care.
i smiled and ate my cake by my self and made excuses like "they must be working" or "maybe i wrote the wrong date on the invertation"
That night i cried my eyes out and here i am 10 years later doing the same thing.
i will never get over that no one came to my 16th birthday