Chapter 1-My beauty matters!

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  •~× Sade's P. O. V ×~•

Today was my 10th birthday and my parents said they had a very special thing we would do today. "Sade can you come down stairs, please" I heard my dad call from the bottom step of the stairs. We lived in a gorgeous brick mansion with spiral staircases, beautiful pane glass, 5 bedrooms, 3 bath, a study, a game room, and a pool with a pool shed and the garden went on for a good 90 feet. My parents never said where they worked but as long as I had a roof over my head I was fine.

I ran down the spiral staircase and into the living room. Where my dad and mom were watching t.v. with my 17 years old brother ,Steven, he was pretty handsome, with his sparkling blue eyes with strikes of grey and his light brown hair that went down to his ears. My parents always said we were the most beautiful and handsome people they ever saw and my dad always agreed but always agreed while staring at me with a look on his face. He told me to sit down so they could talk. I take a seat in an armchair across the living room, "So because it's your birthday we are gonna go for a ride somewhere and we need you to go dress for a fun adventure, alright? " I quickly nodded and ran upstairs no more then 10 minutes was I dressed in black cargo pants and a black skin tight shirt with black and blue limited edition shoes on.

My parents were in the car and my brother waited for me by the front door as I left he locked the door and shut it. We got in our car and stared driving I took us a good 2 hours to get where we were going and I took a nap. The car stopped an my brother woke me by gently pushing me. I woke up after the 4th push. I unbuckled and got out of the car, then it hit me we were at the most popular theme park in my city, I've only been here twice and always loved it, so did my brother. We would always go on rides together, but we would always be watched where ever we went. Everybody thought we were models. I hated all the attention, but my brother loved it him being 17 and all, he always got the girls. When my brother and I went to a roller coaster the conductor was a male and he would never take his eyes off of me. We got one the roller coaster 3rd row and buckled up, the man hit the button and we were off. It went around 3 times and my brother wondered why cause it was only supposed to go around once. "HEY STOP THE RIDE, WE WANT OFF, IT'S ONLY SUPPOSED TO GO AROUND ONCE!" He called out. The man kept staring at me and when I told my brother this, he took his shoe of and threw it at the mans booth. He shook his head and looked at his buttons, stopping us, he apologized a lot saying he froze randomly, then he looked at me, no stared at me. My brother motioned me away.  After a good 4 more hours there, we got back in the car and my father started to drive us home, about a good 53 minutes into the drive my father starts staring at me while I was sleeping cause my energy was drained from all the fun.

He wasn't paying attention to the road and drove off a small cliff. I woke up to my mom screaming and it took me a second to realize what was happening but when I did we hit the ground and my dad died on impact my mom got a horrible concussion and my brother broke is spine leaving himself paralyzed and I broke my leg, arm, and a rib. When the person behind us ,saw us, they called the ambulance immediately and they got there in about 4 minutes and got me, my brother, my mom, then my dad out. They took us all to the hospital.

I woke up before anyone (4 days after the accident) I went to my brother's room for 6 hours until I fell asleep and was brought back to my room. Another 2 days my brother woke up and had to be in a wheelchair for life. I felt so bad. My mom on the other hand didn't wake up for another week.  She was so happy to see we were fine but when she got the news about dad, she blamed it on me. She took us home after and cooked dinner for only her and my brother. I went to bed starving. My brother would sneak me food or my mom would give me a small meal here and there. I was moved into the attic with a air mattress and a basket for my clothes.

As I was cleaning up the attic I went through some boxes and found some stuff from a vintage time. A mask that would cover over half my face except around my right eye.

No one would ever have to deal with my face again because....MY BEAUTY MATTERS.

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