My begining

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I am isabelle reed and my life is far from average I am a half blood 11 years old. I know I know right now your thinking oh I've seen this before it's percy jackson well that story was a long time ago this is my story I am the new hero. When I was little I knew nothing about my mother Athena, I just thought I was a normal kid like any other kid at my school.

No I am not Annabeth her tale is told and mine is just beginning. Yes yes yes I do go to camp half blood but chiron has other things to do and  diyonisises punishment has been lifted all knew counslers have been chosen.

My father has always been there for me through thick and thin or at least he had always been there for me. When I turned eight he found someone else to care about. He got married to a lady named Devine. The lady seemed so nice in front of my dad but she wasn't, in her heart she was cold had no love. She treated me terribly I was only eight I was just Descoverimg myself who I wanted to be. This all quickly changed to what she wanted me to be.

She told me what to do and what not to do. You must like pink, you must wear dresses, you must have long hair. I went to church every Sunday in the past with my dad. But now we are going to a new church with more rules, stricter rules. There was one rule that was the most confusing of all. "You must date boys".

This never made sense to me but I went with it. I was only eight when she started forcing all these things into my head. I was to start school the coming up year. i was scared for what school would be how it would go. My step mother wanted me to go to a catholic girls school. This option doesn't make sense to me at all especially now. If she wanted me to only like boys why would "Devine" want me to only be around girls.

But for once my dad said no he refused to let me go to any school but rock hill elementary. This was confusing at the time it was the first time that my dad ever had stood up to my stepmom. When my dad said that it made me happy. For once he was trying to do what's right for me not just what Devine wants. She seemed so mad about this. They fought for days over were I was to  go to school. Devine said that the all girls school would teach me to be proper and feminine. My father would not budge he was determined to send me to rock hill. I didn't understand why it was such a big deal at the time. School is school right? They are all basically the same. Of course I understand now but we are getting there.

I started school at rock hill the fallowing year. I was the only kid at my school to ride the bus to school and back. My father really  didn't care about me so he never even made me breakfast. So My amazing teacher always brought breakfast for me because she quickly learned I didn't get any. At the time I didn't know this was not normal. Some kids would give confused looks when I would eat breakfast in the classroom but I didn't really care.

Now I know why I would always have to ride the bus. My stepmom would take my dad out to bars every night. Apparently you can't date people of the same gender but you can get so drunk you for get all your responsibilities, so drunk you forget your own kid. I rode the bus home from school because they had already left for a bar and gambling. Of course this meant I rode the bus in the mornings because they would be to hungover to function. But all of this did not stop them from going out the next night also.

After about a month of school I became very close to my teacher she was basically my mom. A lot of the time I would go over to her house for dinner and she would assist me with my homework. She understood that if I just went home I might not get any food at all. She wanted to report my father but he is rich. If she were to tell anyone he would sue for tons of money and most likely win. People used to say I'm a teachers pet but really she was just the only one who cared about me. Some nights when my dad didn't get home till 3 am I would spend the night with her. Those were the best nights they were the nights that I could just be me. Those were also the nights that I would eat Mac and cheese and watch Mulan till I fell asleep on her couch.

Me and my dad used to watch Mulan with me because it was my favorite movie. My birthday is January 16th. For once My dad actually treated kindly that day it meant everything to me. We got my favorite cake(my favorite is red velvet btw) and watched all my favorite movies(of course they were all Disney). The best part of my birthday was the candles, candles mean I get to make a wish. I remember staring at the five candies and thinking very hard. After about a minute I knew what to wish for. I wished for a family that would care about me no matter what, a family that was always there for you not just every once and a while but always. A family that would love you no matter who you are and what you do. I guess I kind of got my wish just not in the way I expected.

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