Amnesia | lrh & ai (Wattys2015)

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MAY 1, 2015
When a normal person looks at me, they probably see any average fourteen year old.

Well, any average fourteen year old who wears black no matter what. Sure, people act like it's weird, which I guess it is, but they aren't that bad. You know what would be bad? If people found out how I dressed at home, or even where the place I call home is, they'd be treating me much worse.

Or maybe they'd treat me with way more respect... Either way, I can't let the people at school find out. Don't ask me why, ask my parents. Or no, you probably shouldn't, they prefer privacy. They're very private people. But enough about them, I might tell you something I regret. 

Well, back to the goth thing, let me just drop this truth bomb- I hate the colour black. It's dark, and it makes me feel uncomfortable. I actually prefer to surround myself with bright colours, like pink, and orange. The only thing that is even remotely goth about me is the one pair of black combat boots that sit at the back of my closet. I practically had to beg my parents to let me get them, not because of the cost or anything, but because my parents share my feelings about black, and also the fact that the boots I wanted were made out of horrible material. Normal people will wear anything, ugh.

I know it sounds like my parents are super overprotective, but they are actually quite sweet, as long as you obey their every command. Anyways, after a lot of begging, I finally got my boots.

Sure, they're made from the world's best leather, but at least they were somewhat normal. I wear my boots just about everywhere, excluding fancy dinners, church, tea, weekends, and trips. In fact, the boots are probably the reason the rumor about me being goth got started. I just kind of went along with it, it's better to not talk with anyone when they think I'm weird. I think pink is too friendly of a colour. 

Hm, what else to tell. I don't have many friends, again with the goth thing. Everyone at school is weird about that, so basically, if you want to have friends you have to dress and act a certain way. The rest of my family is home-schooled by world-class tutors, but I convinced my mother to allow me to attend public schooling. Shoot, dinner starts in an hour, and I'm not even ready! 

Kisses, Mia

NOTE TO SELF:
•Ask mother if it is okay to write about the secret in my new diary-VERY IMPORTANT
•Discuss the end of my agreement with mother and father.
•GET FLORAL PRINT SHIRT BACK FROM KAYLEE!