" Everyone thinks that we're perfect
Please don't let them look through the curtains"
~ Melanie Martinez
Dollhouse
Loren Belle Johnson my name was set to be pure "perfection" my parents said the name fit me good. It fit "good" with my blonde hair and blue eyes but
What would they know?
My parents want me and my brother to practically be like a doll perfect with no flaws, and to live in a dollhouse
They want us to be perfect on the outside but inside we're reckless and broken. Our family has always created walls so nobody can see behind the act. The neighborhood wants to have a family like us, but trust me they don't want to be like us Johnson's. Anyways inside of our house it is broken and reckless let me explain why.
My father Henry Johnson is boss of his company "amazing father" to his kids and handsome with his black hair and crystal blue eyes. Yeah right while people see my father as an amazing person I think otherwise. My father is a drug addict and sleeps with woman every night so for him it's the hump and dump routine. After that my father never sees them again the man probably has 50 kids because of all the sluts and innocent woman he has slept with.
Then there is my mother Angela Johnson , an at home mom also an "amazing mother"to her kids another lie. My mother is also a drug addict like my father, she cries herself to sleep at night. My mother is a beautiful woman she had beautiful blonde hair and emerald green eyes, but she had to be with my "father" and that ruined everything for her. My mom was always smiling but I knew it was all fake just like our "perfect" act.
That's when my dear brother comes into the picture, Adrian Johnson he has my mom's beautiful emerald green eyes and brown hair. My brother was an inspiration to our school, he was the school's top football player and had amazing grades. Nope all fake not true just like anything else in our life, don't get me wrong my brother was still dear to me but just like mother, and father he did drugs he smokes a lot he was addicted. I tried to help him but that ended up with me getting hit and him still still smoking so it was no use nothing could help him only himself now.
Now there is me Loren belle Johnson the little ms.perfect little miss.straight A+ student, but no it was all wrong
I'm little Miss.depressed
Little Miss.broken
I was depressed and broken I have a mask to hide it all. I would always smile, and laugh at anything, but it wouldn't reach my eyes. I would cut deeper and longer, but that would be hidden with long sleeves. Ever one of my problems would be hidden with something
From
Cuts
To
Family
To
Being broken
In this family
Everything would be hidden with something
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Author note
This is a really deep story. It is the first sentimental story I have ever written about a family trying to be perfect like society want them to be. Anywhooo this was inspired from my Queen Melani Martinez I just love her music it really deep. ANYWAYSS
LIKE FOR= MELANIE and ME PLS
COMMENT= FOR HER MUSIC
Put this in your reading list or library PLSSSSSSS
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Dollhouse
Teen Fictionpalinoia (n.) The obsessive repetition an act until it is perfect or mastered The Johnson's family The "PERFECT" Family