Reality

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Chapter 1:Who am I

.. I won't be what society wants from me.. my mom wants me to be just like my older brother the quarterback.. my dad wants me to have more than five friends he wants me to be a cheerleder and my brother wants me to be nonexistent.

I think it's wrong to make someone do someting they don't whant so I wont do as they want me to dosen't mater who says, I will do as me and my brain want  i wont say heart because apparently that one always lets you down according to the books I sometimes read, the movies I watch and the sopeoperas my mom watches daily.

The truth is, I don't have anything that can help me pleas my parents wishes,I don't practice any sport , I'm not pretty ,I'm not smart, I'm not social .I think only my brother gets what he wants from me ,my name is Alice and I hate my name, I all so don't like being the Mayors dauther, and having to ware dresess to every ball my father attends  I allso don't like going to every game my brothers team"The Devestadors"have whether its in our city or not. I hate having to go with my mom to the"Contry Club" where all her neighbor friends go and play teniss or to the pools and balet clases and talk about whats going on in their lifes like a fucken diary.Ohh but what I hate the most is the damn balet classes I've been forced to take since i was 6 well know you know what my every day life is and some of the things i don't like ohh almost forgot I don't like school either .  Maybe caring a book titled "dairy" and writing down all the stuff I hate can help me cleanse my mind.

I still don't know who I am but maybe when I get to the last page of this thing I just might.

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