The Perfect Life or so i thought( editing)

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My name is Aphrodite just like the Greek goddess of beauty.I'm 5'3 in height with long wavy brunette hair and i have four eyes,yeah you heard right i have two  dark green eyes with a hint of orange in them.I had always asked my parents way on earth did i have such weird eyes but they would only give me a short answer saying that i got it from my great grandmother on my mother's side.And the others red(no i'm not an alien i just happened to be in need of extra eyes called .......................wait fot it.........oh yeah glasses,thats what they're called or at least i think so),so yeah i"m a nerd but a nerd in style that is. I lived the most wonderful life that any kid could have had ,well atleast when i was at home that is, for i was bullied at school.I had loving parents that would do anything in the world for me like buy me the lastest fashion and stuff but that didnt stop people,mostly boys from brain washing me into believing that i wasn't as gorgeous,muy bonita ,otherwise know as pretty like the other girls in school.There was one particular boy that made my life a living hell and that was the one and only James Carrson.Aww James Carrson was every girls dream.He had snow white hair and glowing green eyes.He could walk through walls disappear and fly, scratch that ,i think that was Danny phantom.Lets start over James Carsson was the hottest guy to walk the earth at Liverpool High.He was our school"s quaterback and you know whatelse?yeah he was my boyfriend too ,well atleast in my imagination :D.He was my biggest crush and when he found out that i had a chrush on him he used it to his advantage by making do almost anything for him.He even made me use a bull horn to humilliate myself also .After that I was bullied for my whole entire freshman year until one day the bullying got so bad that i ended up being admitted into phyciatric care for nearly killing the last person who called me a bad name.

I had a really low selfesteem because of this. My parents always told me that i was the most beautiful girl for this i was named Aphrodite.I was told by many that i had a killer body though i had never wore anything that hugged me too close showing off my hour glass shape.yeah maybe you've noticed that i'm talking in the past tense about my life because was stolen from me on august the fourth 1995.

..I was later released 6 months after but my family didn't hold that against me until now on my 16th birthday,i guess while being in a phyciatric institution my parents had no one to talk to so they began listening to our nosy neighbours who spread visciouse lies about me.Those people corrupted my parents mind making them think i was dangerous to the family resulting in them disowning me.

My mom was a Victoria secrets model which meant she was very beautiful.She was tall with neverending legs as my dad would call them, high cheek bones, red cherry lips and a shape that any girl could kill for.Did i mention that she had green eyes with a hint of oranange,i also got the same color eyes but mine were darker and were filled with pain. I looked nothing like my parents well excepted for having the same eye colour as my mom but that was it.My dad was a famous movie producer,so yeah i'm rich.He was famous for producing horro movies like the ones that comes on Syfy.My dad was a tall welled built man with blond hair with a little streek of grey and he had ice blue eyes.My parents minds were socorrupted by the neighbours, that when i got to the age of 16 i was shipped of to a boarding school across town yeah me (note the sarcasms).Not only was i dis-horned but my last name was also ripped away from me so the world wouldn't know who i was and what i had done. Even though they dishonored me they still gave me enough money to survive on.The day i found out that i was moving was devastating.I had to leave everything and everyone(not that i had freinds).i would have to start a whole new chapter in a new school. This year i planned to change and leave all my old habits behind.

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