Secrets, we all have them. But the one that I'm hiding is somewhat scandalous. Well, to cut the suspense, I am the only daughter and heir to the throne of my father's company. Most kids in my place would brag about it, but for me, I have been hiding from the eyes of the media and society since I was a kid. You wouldn't understand my situation on why I am doing this, but as far as for my own good, I prefer my face and my profile to be unnoticed. I was born in a wealthy family; lavish gifts from every godparent that I have, trips every weekend, villas, fast and big cars, and a huge mansion. You may think that I am the luckiest girl in the world, but you got all twisted. I have been hiding in the media's light for quite some time now, ever since I was merely introduced on my 18th birthday. You may wonder on why haven't been introduced to the outside world. Well, I grew up in the borders of our mansion, I never get to have any real friends and I was home schooled.
Anyways, it was supposed to be the day when the media and some of my father's friends will get to see me. But with the help of the internet, I planned everything out so that no one can know my face. I ran away from the party and practically away from the mansion. I was found by my only best friend, my dog. He practically smelled my scent and found me sitting on a bench that was near to our house. Believe me, it is really my first time outside the walls of the mansion. It was so refreshing and I get to feel the cold breeze for the first time. I sat there with my arms crossed trying to fight the cold. Until a jacket was placed on my shoulders, and the person who gave it to me, sat next to me. I was shocked but I thanked him for that, "I'm Finn, and you are?" He reached for my hand, and for a split second I have to think if whether or not I should shake his hand, "Ellie." I shook his hand, and he smiled at me.
I felt like a normal person as I shook his hand. We were still sitting beside each other until he finally broke the ice, "So what are you doing here all alone?" I stared at him and chuckled at his question. "Why?" he asked but all I can do was look away for I don't him to know anything about me. "I just went out to get some fresh air, and also I had to think about some things." I can feel he is still staring at me, "Don't you have any friends for you to talk about that?" I again smiled for he can't really grasp anything about me, "What if I told you that I don't have any real friends?" I looked at him and all he can say was, "I can be your friend." I can see how he was so sincere through his eyes and smile. We kept staring at each other when my dog suddenly came out of nowhere. Finn laughed at the sight he was seeing and I could hear his laugh. But timing was against me; my dog suddenly reached his leash and gave it me signaling that I have to go. "Well, it was nice meeting you Finn." I said to him as I stood up, "I hope to see you again Ellie," my dog was now practically dragging me away and all I can do was wave at him.
I was now back home and I can sense that dad already advised everyone that was at the party earlier to leave. As I enter the house I can see him glaring at me with his arms crossed. "Where have you been?" He yelled at me as I unclasped my dogs leash from him. "Answer me young lady!" I faced him with a straight face; I wanted him to feel that I am also angry. "What is wrong with me going out?!" I answered him and all he can do was keeping his glare at me, "Well, you should've at least have finally shown yourself to the public!" Here we go again; all he cares about is the media and not his family. He raised his hand ready to hit me, and all I can do is stare at him emotionless. "You never listen nor ca...." I looked at him shocked and cut him off, "Care nor listen to you?! Why should I?! Have you ever even observed me?! How alone I was every time you would refuse to play with me since I was young?! How you cared more about the media talks about this family?! Stop meddling with my life as if you really CARED about me!" I yelled at him not caring if he is my father. I ran upstairs to my room and locked myself up; I slide the door crying all my heart out. What if mom was here? Would it still make a difference?
