Daniel

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Daniel: Brief explanation of what I look like: Dark hair, blue eyes, tall? Good enough?

I needed an escape. My life was too much. Everyone was always expecting of me. Disappointment was usually what they felt. I sound pathetic. I'm lucky with what I have and who I am but I'm just not happy. Happiness isn't a fancy car or a beautiful home, it isn't measured by how much wealth you own. It is the purity of others around you. If there's toxic people in your life, you'll never be happy. It's hard to know who's genuine anymore. 
My friends aren't really my friends. Just mere people I socialise with on the daily to keep my reputation up to standard and so forth. I have family that expect too much, I'll never be as good as him. Never. I'm a multi-billionaire you see. The most famous 19 year old boy in the world, currently. My parents are royalty which means that I'm partially royal also, not that I care for it. The fortune is amazing, it really is. It comes at a high price. Fame. Everyone is seeking it, I just want to run away from it. 
I can't go anywhere without being mobbed. Nothing in my life is private, I get accused of immoral things which I cannot justify because it then gets twisted some more. People either love me or they hate me and that's the way it goes.  I try so hard to be a good person but the more I see that gets spread about me the more it pushes me away. No one understands. Something has to change. Tomorrow is the day that I walk the streets unsupervised. Without being babied. It's going to be different.

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