Cassidy Kat #Wattys2015 (ON HOLD)

Kings and Queens ~1~

I know you think I'm you know what, but I'm not. I know you think I'm different and I am but not any different than the "kings and queens" and other people at school and in the world. Why me? Why did I have to be the one that mom's died when they were 5, that's gets bullied by the "kings and queens" of high school. Why? Why did God have to choose me to face these challenges? My dad says they're jealous. He's delusional. Hi I'm Cassidy Kat your not so normal basic highschooler. My mom dies when I was 5 as I just said in my rant. The only thing that fully reminds me of her is the photo of her and my dad when they first met. I keep that photo on my desk in my room. Anyways, my dad was left to take care of me since then. He owns owns a bank which means he makes a lot of money each day and comes home each day with a butt load more so, I live in a big house covered in white paint, "obviously." as my dad says it. My room is the only room in the entire house dedicated to me. Let's just say my room, its 99% covered in tumblr print outs from my old coloured printer. The "kings and queens" of high scho don't actually wear crowns on their heads all day but what the do wear are letterman jackets and cheerleader uniforms. I know not all jocks and cheerleaders are mean but at my school, they do. In my mint green dresser a drawer is filled with flower crowns. Yes, that's right flower crowns. I'm the one that literally wears flower crowns around school everyday. In and out of school I wear them. Oh, and by the way I'm a boy, not a girl that cut her hair short. I'm a boy. I know you might use the "G" word to describe me. But I'm not the "G" word. I'm a human being and a word cannot define me. I can define myself by the way I treat people. The "kings and queens" can define me as that, but I'm not!
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