Not Yours!

Get to know me

Chapter 1.

I came home after spending another busy and exhausting day. Early in the morning I woke up and went to school. After what felt like eternity, the periods ended slowly and much slower.

I came back home, had a wash and then wore a red sweater with a black denim and put on white slippers which perfectly matched my outfit.
Then the hair, of course I prefer to let loose it but today I needed a change to have a feeling of refresh so I put my hair in a messy bun and clipped a white and red bow on it.

I was then ready to take my brother to his classes. I took him to the classes and spent the next two hours shopping and buying some stationary for myself..
Then, I went and picked him up and came back home..

Now, here I am infront of the huge mirror in my room. Looking tired and depressed as ever.

I'm named as Ivy Myra from birth and is 16 years now. I am the second child of a family of 5. My elder brother, Paston is a sailor and is 5 years elder than I am. My younger brother, Jashon is 2 years younger than me and is still attending school..

Although Paston had a good profile in education, Jason is otherwise. He is the type to fight with people and the last in the class. Simply, he is fully capable of only getting straight Fail signs in his Report card .

I do my best in my education. Actually, I do well I guess. The fact that I study and face exams in a younger age explains it all. In reality, my classmates are all 3 or 2 years elder than I am. So, I get stressed out easily since they mock me of my younger age. Saying that I am not mature enough to fit in their conversation or that I should listen to elders.

I like reading novels, most of them being dark romance. I study French, literature and Computer science. I have one male best friend who is abroad studying medicine there. I also have a good, close female friend who is just like me. Not fully broken, but however broken.

My family is a middle class family. My father is a businessman and earns enough for us. We always get what we want and learn in private schools here. Eating, learning, money, and shelter is not a slight problem to any of us cause our father provides us with those without a single word.

I can't really say that we live in peace. Actually we don't. My parents don't have a proper understanding about themselves and usually gets into fights more often. So, the warmth of a happy and peaceful family is not the only things I felt from my younger age but the breaking of household things, cursing, fights and punches too.

I'm not blaming this on my parents, actually the only reason for these fights are Alcohol. My father doesn't have a control when it comes to drinking and eventually ends up fighting with us. Apart from drinking, he has good qualities and I could consider him the best dad ever when he is sober.

My mom is a elegant lady with patience and much love. She is the light in my life. Her life is and was filled with all the sorrowful things. I feel sorry for her.

Enough of these things darlingg. I'll continue my story from the next chapter..