Author: Sarai Espera PM
I was beautiful once- young, naive, yearning for freedom in a world that gave me none. Then i met him, he offered me all i had ever wanted, i believed him. He betrayed me and left me w/nothing and nowhere to go and thast when i really started living.Rated: Fiction T - English - Suspense/Adventure - Chapters: 24 - Words: 53,016 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 06-11-11 - Published: 07-03-10 - id: 2824599
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I was beautiful once.
You might not believe now but at one time I was beautiful
With flowing chestnut hair and porcelain skin, ruby red lips and emerald eyes
Strong yet Feminine
I was beautiful
When I walked into a room everyone would stop, they would stare.
Everything I wanted was mine, all I had to do was ask. Men and women alike, fell at my feet- why? Because I was beautiful then, I was what everyone wished to be like.
Nothing was a challenge, I had to work for nothing. No one understood me, I was beautiful, what else was there?
I could do no wrong, no matter how hard I tried. And believe me, I tried, but instead of correcting me, my wrong way became the new "right" way.
I was beautiful, that says it all.
In this world that's all mattered, the world was mine to take.
Nothing was kept from me
My life was perfect they said
Except that I hated it
All of it
I didn't want everything, I didn't want money or power, I didn't want life to be easy.
I wanted to work for what I wanted.
I didn't want to be beautiful, I hated it.
I didn't want to be the center of attention.
I hated how I could do no wrong in their eyes
I wasn't a goddess
I wasn't perfect
I was just…
They all seemed to worship me, to pray to me- as if I could answer their prayers, as if I could fulfill their dreams. Likes somehow my beauty could make all their wishes come to life as if I had some unheard of power. I sighed, I had what most people dreamed of- money, power, beauty but I would have gladly given it all up just to be normal, to have to struggle through life like everyone else. I was not happy, I just walked through life surrounded by my "followers"- if I wanted something I just had to reach out my hand and someone gave it to me. That's not what I wanted, why did they have to set me apart?
I wanted to have something to work for, I wanted to have to try. But I never had to try, not at anything
That was how it all began, he gave me a taste of the "real world", a taste of what my life could have been.