The Story of Ella Maria Smith

Chapter 1

Hello my name is Ella Maria Smith, well technically it's Elizabeth but because I'm not like other girls so I go by Ella. I have golden, platinum hair that goes down in soft waves to my feet and crystal blue orbs, deeper than the ocean, shining brighter than the sun. My skin is whiter than the snow on Mount Everest and as smooth and soft as a shell on the beach. I'm 5'2 almost and shaped like a Bratz doll.

I woke up to the soft chill of the winter air that came through my balcony window. I hear my mom, Amber Turd, call me down for breakfast. I rush to put my long, beautiful hair in a messy bun and put on a baggy sweatshirt I stole from my boyfriend, John Cena, and LuLu Lemon leggings.

Finally I rush downstairs only to grab a small bite of toast in the kitchen. I don't eat a lot like other girls because of how small and petite I am. My mother walks into the kitchen smelling...strange.

"Mom...why do you smell so strange?" I ask.

She looks embarrassed and says "Well there is a strange smell but I wouldn't say it was my smell and I don't think it happened today,"

I catch a glimpse of her bedroom through the kitchen and see...she has shit the bed again. She tends to do this when my dad, Ryan Reynolds, tries to leave her. Sometimes I feel bad for my dad but then I remember he beats me everyday with a jug of milk he gets from Dollar Tree and no longer feel bad.

Don't get me wrong I'm the perfect daughter and love both of my parents but for some reason they love my fat, ugly, crusty, musty, dusty, distasteful, gruesome, gold digger, racist, homophobic, abelist, satanic, bratty, spoiled, pig faced, lazy, glutenous, red faced, pink eyed, broke, STD infested, witchy, rat of an older sister, Trisha Paytas, more.

Trisha used to be homeless until she moved in with her boyfriend Shane Dawson. My parents didn't want to kick her out since she's their favorite but she started bringing bugs into the house because she refused to shower for 4 months. Shane and her have a cat named Tom Brady...he always looks really scared around Shane for some reason.

Trisha has converted to a new religion and has started to throw rocks at me on my way home from school and at my window during the night because of this I sleep for 30 seconds every night. Most people would get dark circles under their eyes but because my skin is so naturally healthy I don't.

My dad came into the room and glared at my mom.

"Dad what's wrong?" I ask him

"Your mother shit the bed again," he replied "it doesn't matter though because I'm officially leaving her for my long term boyfriend Deadpool."

I stared at him. I know things haven't been great between them in a while but they had always worked things out. Also, when did he start dating this Deadpool guy? He's still married to my mom.

"Dad! You've been cheating on mom!?!" I exclaimed

"Sweetheart your mother and I haven't been in a good place for a very long time," he explained "I met Deadpool a few years ago...I wasn't planning on cheating on your mom but things just sort of progressed. You'll understand more when your older."

I looked over at my mom who I just remembered has been in the room this whole time.

"Mom?"

She stared at me. I started to really look at her. She had blown out pupils and looks exhausted but energetic at the same time. That's when it hit me.

"Mom are you high again?"

I couldn't believe it. She had promised me she would never do drugs again when I was 6. She used to be an avid drug user and it almost put me into foster care. I can't believe she was just threw away 10 years of sobriety.

"God mom say something!" I cried.

Looking over to where my dad had previously been standing I noticed he had left. Did he not want me? No, now was not the time to even think about that. Because if he didn't want me, then I would inevitably go into foster care for real this time. My whole life was just suddenly turned on it's head.

I looked at my mother and saw she was staring at me. God how could she fucking do this to me!?! Doesn't she realize how much this is going to affect me? I know I sound selfish right now but she fucking promised me.

"Sweetheart your dad is leaving me...for real this time." She said in such a far away voice.

"Mom I know," I said "if you were sober right now you would've realized dad already told me."

I know I wasn't being kind but honestly I didn't care. She had ruined any chance I had of being fucking normal. I'm never going to forgive her for this.

"I need to go to school...I'll talk to you when I get home mom."

She didn't say anything. She just stared at me...through me. Whatever, I would figure something out. I'd have to.