.:Loosing Touch:. -Chapter ILet me start off this story by introducing myself. My name it Erica brimshaw, i am 16years old, I have short light brown hair, my fringe slightly longer then the other side. I have deep hazel eyes, sometimes even golden. My style in clothes is'nt classed as mainstream, no other way i'd want it. It's mostly sleeveless demon jackets, colourful skinny jeans and 'slogan' tops.im a shy girl, no doubt about it. I'm always hidden at social occasions, or i have either plugged my headphones in drowning out any potential conversation - I had to make an adjustment from my early years of hiding behind my mother.If i let you in, you must be special, i
..Accepting..Life's too short for meaningless argumentsyou've got to look past the faults in peopleHow else are you supposed to accept your own?
Blinded with fearI'm so scared for the futureIt makes me blindto my present.