Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Katie. I was born on March 2, 2002. I'm 18 years old. I have blonde hair, blueish-turquoise eyes. I'm super short, I'm only 5 feet tall. I suffered from depression.
I don't consider myself smart, but not stupid. I don't consider myself beautiful, but not ugly. Medium. Unnoticed. Invisible. Small. Alone.
Plain. Bland. Boring. Uninspiring. Generally pretty negative adjectives.I also am EXTREMELY lazy. I rarely did my homework, resulting in failing 4 classes Junior year. Sure, I used to care about that. But the truth is, not anymore. A lot of things have happened over the course of my life to change that.
Ok, before beginning my story, here's the basics about me. I love art SO much! I draw, and do nail art.
I love acting. I'm a singer, something I've done my whole life. My favorite color is blue, my favorite animal is the horse. I have 1 dog. The other passed away.
I'm also really into tech. My favorite being Apple, specifically the iPhone and Apple Watch.
Some people call my family rich, which I laugh at. We have a 2 story house. We have a Tesla. (A luxury fully-battery powered car. Fastest acceleration ever. Has autopilot that works.)
But the thing is, we're not. In fact, we're worried about going into debt. Just because someone owns something nice does not mean they're rich.
I own this necklace. It, well, in the pic it's in my hand. Tiny. Worth $650. But that by NO means makes me rich. I in fact need money. My point is that people assume a lot about my family. They assume I have the perfect life. They're wrong. I'll stop rambling on now, on to the story!
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Journey To Yourself
Non-FictionAllow me to introduce myself. I'm Katie. Short, blonde, blue eyes. 20 years old. I don't think of myself as attractive, but not ugly. I don't think of myself as smart, but not stupid either. I'm... undecided. I don't know who I am. I don't know what...