The Truth Untold

Feeling the breeze of the wind in my face as I gaze into the ocean, my eyes getting lost in the variety of blue it displays. Staring out into the open for hours on end while having a feeling of emptiness inside of me. I was different. The girls at my school would wear those pretty dresses with an assortment of colors while I wear jeans and a plain t-shirt. I would describe myself as a tomboy since acting like a boy made me feel brave. A trait I would fake most of the time but in reality I don't really have. Music wasn't a big deal for me, it is a part of my life. Music made me feel like I was in euphoria; a feeling even words can't describe. I would want to audition to become a trainee but I doubt that I would pass so I would rather not audition entirely. Nobody has supported me even when I was a child. One memory I have was 10 years ago when I was 8 years old. I did my usual routine of walking to the ocean but when I arrived I saw a small figure of a boy. He was sitting there watching the ocean as his eyes were sparkling. Little did I know that he will change my life completely.