My name is Vivian I am 18 years old and a senior in high school you would think that I am your average teenager and I live freely. Well that's definitely not me at all, I love to dance, box, and write, I have two best friends and that is Chelsea, and LaLa I have known them all my life, also my boyfriend Chris who means a lot to me. When I look at myself I see a beautiful face on an ugly body, that is my insecurity and Chris knows it yet he is still with me. Right now living in a small town in VA is not where I want to be so after college I plan on moving out of state and living my life of how I want it to be. My ideal place to be is Cali because of the beautiful weather and how many job opportunities I have there. As for living at home I really hate it I cannot wait until I go to college. The main reason I hate it is because I live with my mom, half-sister and step dad, the whole story with my family is crazy. At first my mom was married to my dad up until I was 5 and that’s when I found out my sister Alisha was my half-sister, my mom had cheated on my dad with her dad three years before I was born. Sucks now because it’s like I am not a part of their family it’s like I am just someone living with them for now. Alisha and I do not get along at all, I really cannot stand someone who thing they are all of that and all she wants is for a man to take care of her, and whenever I am just in a good mood she finds some way of just ruining my day. Like she calls me names, and she knows if I fight her I could get in more trouble because I take boxing classes. So she constantly calling me fat, sloppy, bitch, hoe, ect. Like that shit pisses me off, and when I feel like I can't control my anger I have to call either my friends or Chris so I can stay with one of them cause no matter if Alisha starts the argument my mom always takes her side and that’s why I hate living in my own damn house. So today we got in a big argument cause I was already pissed at Chris for not paying me no attention today and we got into it about some other stuff. So I come in the house I go to my room and just play my song Start over by Beyonce and I was just typing something on my blog about what happened today then she came in my room smiling
“What do you want” I asked in an aggravated voice.
“Just wanted to say you know I can take Chris from you, cause you so damn insecure” she said with a smirk on her face. I wanted to knock that smirk off her face right then and there.
“Look, I am not in the mood for your non sense today” I said as my nose was flaring
“Little girl, I do what I want whenever I want. I can fuck with you, annoy you, and cuss you out. Just cause I am me, and the fact I am the first born I will always come first” she said smiling
“I don't really care about you or that you are the first born, and the fact that whenever I come home you constantly pick with me it’s like you want me to fight you, so bitch I am going to tell you this now, pick with me again and I promise you I will beat your ass now get that through your fuckin head, bitch.”I said calmly looking at her dead in the eye so she knew I wasn’t playing with her.
This bitch just started laughing in my face
“I don't care what you gone do to me, you will never be me, be as confident as me, and definitely won’t have a body like me , you know deep down inside you want to be me, because you are a sloppy, fat, stupid, slutty ass bitch.”
“That’s it I am tired of talking to you....”
When I was about to swing I felt somebody holding me back I turned around it was my mom and step dad.
