A Lie I Saw As Reality

People always used to refer to people as "a wolf in sheep's clothing" after they find out their so called "true colours." But my case was different, because I was "a sheep in wolf's clothing."

I disguised myself, because I was scared of getting hurt, so I put up this tough exterior, and built fake walls that people assumed they couldn't break. They didn't know how wrong there were. I was more fragile than pure graphite.

I started out as an unpopular girl who no one knew (not that I cared though). After moving from place to place and school to school, I realised that I didn't want to be the hoodie girl anymore.

I became a cheerleader because I liked being notied, I craved attention in a very concealed way. I painted myself heartless because I didn't care about respect, I wanted to be feared.

It was in this process that I met him, Shane Jayce Smith. He was my everything, and I was willing to go any length for him. What I didn't know, was that he wasn't who he said he was; that was something we had in common.

The difference was that I portrayed myself as a worse person than I actually was, but he created a version of himself that was fake and could never exist, because he was just a horrible person; or so I thought.