Masked

Prologue:

Masked, faceless, and hidden from the world. It made me who I was meant to be. My mask was consumed with mixed feelings and emotions; love, pleasure, guilt, beauty and sadness. Besides that my mask was also covered with lots of beautiful diamonds.

I believed my mask made me someone else. A different person, someone better. The old me left and I welcomed the new me. The me who would be better. The me who could leave the past and all regret and guilt left behind.

I also feel trapped between two different worlds; Fantasy and reality. Sometimes I wish that I could stay in my fantasy world and to never be able to face reality. My fantasy world was a place where I could be someone else, a different person, a new me. I would be a queen of my own kingdom and rule over light and darkness.

When I enter reality again, I come back to that girl wearing that mask. That girl who was different from the rest. The one who didn't fit in and the one who didn't have a normal life.

I have never removed my mask, never since my sister Ariana died. I have thoughts about what would happen if I did remove my mask. What would happen? Would life change? Would I?