My life

My first day

Okay let me just get this straight. I'm not an American nor am I Filipino. I'm an Indian girl, born in Bahrain. You probably don't know where Bahrain is, but it's in the gulf area. I'm a tomboy and i play soccer or how they say it here, football.
🐣I was born on 26th august in American mission hospital. But let me tell you, I bet you that my mom was not only happy because I was born, but rather because I was finally out of her stomach. You see I, according to my mom, was a very hard kicker. I kicked so often that my at first thought I was a boy. It was the doctors who had told my parents that I was a girl. That's probably when my parents knew i was gonna be strong💪. I will not mention my actual name right now, I'll mention maybe later in the book. But for personal preference I'll tell you my nickname, Iya.
It's pronounced e-ya.
Now back to the story. So I was a good child except for the fact I was weird at times. Like I would destroy my parent's phones and throw valuable things in the dustbin. And I was a legit girly girl when I was younger. I loved the color pink and I loved frocks. I always for some reason dreamed of having a Barbie doll. I was that girly. But the things is I never really took care if the dolls well.
I would actually pluck their heads off. I was very destructive and I still am today. Not that much but yeah. I really hate dolls now and if you tell me to wear a dress that even resembles a little bit of Barbie, I won't. And nothing will change that rule. Ugh I really have no idea why I was so girly. I also loved long hair. I despise it now. That's why I cut my hair. And I use to hate night, but now I love it🌌. Of course I wasn't a snitch, but looking back now I really was a snitch. I use to act like a-know-it-all back then. And I'm sorry to all the friends reading this for being a snitch.
See you in da next chapter.
                -redfox