Journal of a Freak

Chapter 1

Hi my name is Elise Ruth Adams and this is the journal I was forced to keep. Yes, I said forced. People say its sometimes good to write your feelings down and yes, I was forced by my dearest siblings. I live in an average sized 2 floored house with my parents, 13 year old younger sister, my quadruplets and our dog Slick. My 13 year old is born 2 years after me (I am the youngest out of my quadruplets) so her name is Trixie. Yes just before I get more in details my parents were not that clever when it came to picking our first and second names. So yea, Trixie Joy Adams. I call her the 'only sign of joy' for the entire family. No matter how messed up we are, Trixie always has a sign of joy in her blue eyes and also has caramel colored hair with light blue highlights. I respect her with all my heart. Next is my quadruplets. No wonder why my mother and father hates us so much, 4 kids in a row. The oldest of us is the only son in the family, the oldest of the quadruplets is my brother Asher. He has almost shoulder length black hair with brown and white highlights and shiny brown orbs along with his ghost like skin. After him 3 seconds later is my older sister Nova. She has black hair with green highlights, passing her shoulders a little. She loves her goggles which she wears 24/7. Under her goggles she seeks yellow eyes. After her (7 seconds) is my older sister Alice. She has medium length black hair with mint green and purple highlights along with grey eyes. She gets abused by our mother the most. And then their is me (5 seconds) I have black hair with blood red highlights and its in my hips length along with the ugliest shade of green eyes. I cut, Im a freak, Im bullied and abused. I will stay strong and go through this game called life for my beloved siblings. I am losing this game (for now).