All the Little Things About You

Chapter 01: Introduction

I was born different. Different from my family, different from a lot of people. I was born with icy blue eyes, almost silver. They were that light in colour. Not everyone had those, at least in where we live. So my parents got me checked up if there's something wrong with me and well they found out there's nothing wrong. I was really just born with eyes like that.

At first, they hated me. As a child, I was picked on just because my sister always spread rumours around the whole city about me. One of them would be, "My sister is a witch. A witch and a bitch. You don't know what the fuck she's capable of so beware." Though I did nothing. My brother hated that she did that. He tried to stop her, he really did. Our parents didn't really know about Lisa spreading the rumour. They heard it, didn't believe it and let it be. Little did they know, I was cutting myself and did anything I could just to feel the pleasure of harming myself.

A few years later, when I was about seven years old, they started to change. And by they, I mean Lisa. Our parents found out that it was her this whole time and scolded her. They made her understand what she was doing and now she felt bad. She made it up to me and now we actually get along. Although they're my family(At least biologically), I still don't trust them. I trusted nobody at this point. And yes, I still harmed myself.

You might be wondering, how did I think of self-harm at such a young age? Around four or five? Well, I used to see my brother, Liam, do it. I asked him why he did it and he said it's because he knows the feeling of being bullied and abused. Apparently, back then, our parents loved Lisa more than anything and hated Liam just because he was a boy and that he had a strand of hair that was blue, kind of like my eyes. They told him to get lost so he lived in the streets for a few weeks straight at one point in time and when he went home because he was starving, our parents scolded him for being gone(like bitch wha?) And hit him all the time for being "Different". I told him, I'm going to be there for him the whole time, I told him I love him and begged him to stop and so he did.

I don't get why people say, "We're all different and that's what makes us all special." Especially with a smile. Once they see we try to fit in, they say, "Stop copying us! Ugh, copycat." But when we're different, we get bullied for it even though there's no point in it. I don't know if they do it because they're jealous or something but that doesn't matter. All that matters is that what they're doing isn't right and I want to find a way to stop them.

Oh right! Let me describe to you my family. Let me start with my mother:

My mother is an ambitious scientist. Her name is Kayla, she's 47 and still working. She's married to my father and had three children. She cares about us all, although she's been brainwashed by our father to hate us before.

My father is a very wealthy businessman. All he cares about is our mother and money. Money, money, money. He never spends time with us and he keeps convincing our mother to do bad shit. His name is Keith, 48 and still working.

The oldest one out of my siblings is my brother, Liam. He's the most caring one out of them all. He's done everything he could for me and that's not even materialistically and I'm very grateful to have a brother like him. He's 22 and has a girlfriend(named Diana) and a child(named Caylus). He's still currently studying in the field of medicine.

My other sibling is Lisa. She wasn't the best at first but then she became better later on. She's 22 and yes, Lisa and Liam are twins. Liam is the older twin though, obviously stated. Lisa is working as a photographer and may I just say that she is mighty fine at her job! She has a boyfriend(named Vince) but no child.

And lastly, the youngest out of the siblings, is me. My name is Lydia. I'm 17, currently in senior high school aaaaaaaand I'm a loner. Yeah, I'm a kid with icy blue fucking eyes, I also have blond hair, I should be popular as fuck right? No shit guys. Although, yeah sure, usually blond girls with blue eyes are the popular ones, at least in high school. But honey aren't the tables turned in my story.