Why
That's the question we all ask, why?
Today.. oh the day when I get moved. Moved from this lazy excuse of a room. Like aways, it's a white room with a bed and a table along with a chair. And plan, old, boring white. Now, you may be asking, why are we staring at this part well, because I'm going to take you back, way back where it all started.
"Momma! Look!" Well hi! My name is Melisandre! I'm a little redhead, and no, I'm quite polite and I am caring..
I show my mother a small butterfly that had landed on my new flower bracelet. This bracelet is not just a normal bracelet no, it's one that I have been wanting for years, and my mom finally got it for me. We go inside and eat dinner and go to sleep, well.. they go to sleep. I get up and go downstairs silently and go in the fridge and I start looking throw the fridge. I softly sigh and walk upstairs after I close the fridge doors. I get in bed and cuddle up to the covers and smile. I soon drift off to a deep sleep.
I get woken up to a sudden ring of my alarm clock, I quickly turn it off and get out of bed getting ready for school. And yes, I'm in grade 5 and I do everything for myself. I run out after brushing my teeth and packing my backpack. I walk into school... now this is when the problems start.
I get to my locker as I move my red hair. As I close my locker a girl walks over, Jessia, I hate her.. "sup fatty" she laughs. I look down, I was in sweater and sweatpants, the sweater was oversized... I guess not enough. I sigh and walk away from her. I walk into class and sit down as the teacher walks in. "Hello class! Today we are do-blah blah blah" that's all I heard. I place my chin in my hand and look out the window, watching the soft snow fall from the sky. I soon snap back when the teacher claps his hands "let's get started!" I turn to my best friend, Anka, she is stunning I may add. She has long beautiful brunette hair that is just perfectly run through with natural blonde highlights. Her face is a perfect shape, her lips are perfect just everything about this girl is beautiful but.. she is straight.
I softly shift in my seat and look at her "hey Anka, I wasn't paying attention" I softly giggle, she only sighs "dude, you need to listen and stop daydreaming" she starts pulling things out and telling me what to do.
After school.. that's hard.
I walk into my so called come and my so called parents walk up to me, I look at my other and sigh as I put my backpack down and start doing the dishes. Honestly, I don't even know if they are my parents, I look nothing like them, I don't act like them and I d-"Shut your mouth!" I hear my mother yell at my father. I sigh, the daily fights, God, I'm surprised that there isn't anything being thrown.
I quickly finish up and go upstairs to my room and start drawing, I love drawing, it's my favourite. I smile and start drawing a one of my nightmares.
(Well there we go! I'm quite excited for this book to continue!)
