"22A"
I said to her as I handed her my ticket.
I don't want to go, but I know I have to. I can't run away much longer. I wish I could, but I know I can't.
The thing is, When we're young, we always rely on our parents and on other people when it comes to everything. With every single choice life can offer.
They tell us what to do, they lead us, they guide us. They shows us the right way. They tell us what's good and what's not.
It's all so simple, and innocent in way, I suppose.
And our parents always turn out to be right about everything. Well not everything but most things.
But, as you grow older, you start depending on yourself a bit more, and start making your very own decisions. And you call your own shots. And you take your first steps into adulthood.
And that can be great, the feeling of independence can be lovely, but not always.
When I was a younger, all I wanted was for me to grow up and just be an adult and all of that. And get my own place, make my own roles, but now that I am an actual "adult"...I regret ever wanting that.
I remember reading a quote once that said that, "when we are young, we play in this life without knowing that life will be playing with us when we grow up"...and I couldn't agree more.
It's said that life gets easier. That the world will find its peace.
I mean, excuse the language but that's just a whole load of bullshit.
Anyway, I am a so called adult now, and my name is Innabella Ray Williams.
I'm nineteen years old. I inherited my Wavy light brown hair from my mom. And my light-blue creepy-catlike eyes from my dad.
I have two younger twin brothers, Dylan and Daniel. They're fifteen years old and they are as annoying as hell but since we share the same DNA I'm kinda obligated to like them....
Daniel is the smart one, he likes school, he has good grade and never breaks my moms word. Dylan on the other hand....the complete opposite.
But In general, they're really nice.
I also have a younger sister she's just eleven years old, Mackenzie. I love her to death, despite the fact that she's a bit too Hyper sometimes but that's her thing I guess.
Even though she has this wired obsession with bands, singers, actors etc..
Every time a good looking artist comes on TV she drools over them. She says that she in love with them, and she's going to marry them. When I was her age I use to hate boys and think that they were sent from the devil to ruin plant earth. I still do honestly...
Moving on, My mom, Marina Grace Price. She's from Seattle. She is just thirty-eight years old.
Before you start doing the math, yes she was indeed a teen mom. Way before the show even started.
My mom comes from a normal family. Her dad, my grandfather used to be a police officer and my grandmother was a teacher. My mom is a doctor she has a clinic herein LA.
My dad, Benjamin Clark Williams. He is forty-one years old. He's from England but he spent his life traveling back and forth between America and England so his accent is a bit of a mix. And he comes from a rich family. His family inherited him a fortune.
My paternal grandparents live in England, I used to visit them a lot when I was younger.
My parents met in 1992. My mom went on a trip to Englad to visit her grandparents and my dad just so happened to be there. And they met.
