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               She starts walking down the street thinking, looking, turning her head left right then back again left right then back again.  Paranoia is a strange thing the dictionary meaning is " a mental  condition characterized by delusions of persecution, unwarranted jealousy, or exaggerated self-importance, typically elaborated into an organized system" I wasn't paranoid if we're referring to the first part of the definition or about the jealousy part. The self importance was well what every Royal had to think about each day, if I drank this champagne would they think I'm an alcoholic?

               Being a Royal was not what everyone thought it was, well at least not to the people who don't go to Calister Prep. Being a Royal you had to act a certain way, eat, ware things, and listen a certian way, I mean we had a rep to up hold right? right. Being the 4th child of Alex Royal was hard, he expected so much from everyone already he thought I would get everything perfect cause I was the last child and I could learn from everyone's mistakes ha like that'll happen. I'm the youngest I make all the mistakes. Braxton was the oldest,26, living here in New York like the rest us of working for Alex. Natalia was the second 23, she was the manager of the Agora Art gallery. Tate was 20 and was going to college at NYU. And that left me Glory Royal 17 and reckless, at least that's what everyone says...
               I love the feel, the smell of the salty ocean wind in my hair, blowing the gold strands around in my face so fast I can't see anymore, it helps me to forget everything, my life the people in it which I hate, the lies and scandals. My feet dig into the thick white sand as I trudged through the beach, the grass tickling my legs, the breeze pushing them into me as if they were trying to hold me back. Finally the ground underneath me changed the surface was rocky and hard pebbles digging into my feet, the wind picking up blowing harder until I finally stopped looking at the ground and fell.
               The next thing I new they wet rocky surface was beneath not my feet any more, but my face and hands, but I couldn't feel the pain all I felt was relief, that maybe this was the end, maybe the black seeping into my vision would give me a way out of it all. I saw my family Tate was chasing Natalia around in the water, Braxton had already caught me I was in-caged in his arms laughing historically yelling at Natalia to run to not let them beat us. That was my favorite memory we were all so young and nieeve back then what we didn't know couldn't hurt us right? Wrong. My life went to shit from that day on, I was only 6 all I wanted to do was have fun, I wanted to help, but now... At 10 years old you shouldn't have to see your parents fighting, you shouldn't have to learn how to forge signatures. You shouldn't have to learn how to fake a smile so well that your best friend you've known since you were 8 years old can't see through. Proper manners, don't ever let them see you show any emotion that could lead to weakness you have to be strong and show dominance that's the only way you can ever live in this world, my father would preach to us when ever we cried for the dead, for broken toys, or broken hearts, everything's fake in my world and I'm the only one who can't stand it anymore Braxton, Tate, Natalia they can all do it, they're strong enough, me I can't take it anymore I'm done, I'm leaving where ever I go, I know it'll help me forget them. I will always love my siblings they were my best friends but now I'm alone and I can't stop the thoughts from entering my mind.
               I finally wake up my face wet, everything's cold my body, my mind. I slowly look up the oceans still there darker tho, I'm not really sure now long it's been , I don't really care. My face and hands are sticky with something I finally look down my hands are a shredded mess rocks imbedded in my palms, blood still gushing from each gash and nick. Some how I already know the warm fuzzy felling that's going through my head is from blood loss, I reach up and touch my temple that warm feeling finally goes away and I'm splashed with a wave of reality and can finally feel every rock in my palm and knees, every excruciating drop of blood that trickles down my forehead it hurts like a bitch. I feel like every drop of energy has been sucked out of my body but I somehow push my self up and walk, walk back to my life that I hate so much.
               As I walk through the empty hallways of the house I used to call home. I hear heated voices, they're the ones of those I love or at least used to, Braxton and my dad they're debating something but I can't really hear the ringing in my ears is to loud, overcoming everything. I see Tate he's walking toward me wearing his usual lazy grin, I think he's calling my name but... the ringings to loud. His face changes in a second, he probably sees my head and ripped up jeans. Now I know he's trying to say something but I don't really care, not anymore.
     "Glory" he gasped "What the hell happened your hands and knees,and your head, who did this"
his face was angry now probably going through all the possibilities of who could of done it. His arms are out stretched toward me now. But I slip to the side and brush past him, I can't take it I love him so mush but I can't fake this anymore. I can't hide my emotions like the others.
               " Glory!"
He yells at my now as I make my way up the stairs, at the top Natalia's door opens and she comes out with a look of ferocity, probably ready to curse out who whoever was messing up up her perfect yoga zen. Her face changes to one of shock when she sees me, just like Tate's had before.
She gasped, just like Tate " Oh my god honey, what the fuck happened you look like shit?" I knew my hair way probably a frizzy mess and my clothes were dripping wet all ripped up. But I did exactly what I did to Tate and walked write past her. I could hear her as she ask Tate what was wrong,
but I kept walking.

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