Wednesday, March 18, 2009

??? Was It The Perfect Life???

Little Ms. Chelsea Brown stood five foot three (5'3), she has an awesome caramel tone, and her wardrobe was up to par. She was quiet, but the room always froze whenever she walked in. Everyone thought she had the perfect life. She had so many haters and so many girls envied her, but she had no idea why. If people knew what she went through outside of school, she knew for sure that all of their opinions would change. There was this one girl by the name of Niesha who felt like Ms. Brown was the focus of all of her problems. She posted comments about her on myspace and facebook, telling everybody how she thought she was this goddess and warning everyone that they will come to hate her, but none of these facts were at all true. She actually didn't think she was at all any better than anybody else and no one knew the facts. Chelsea lost both of her parents in a 16- wheel trailer car crash. It was her, her mother and her father riding down "295" it sleety weather when the tractor flipped over, blew up, and it burnt her parents to death. She was the only one that survived. Wonder how to live with that, wonder how it is to have no parents, and to be living with an aunt that hates you, and then tell me how your life would be. Chelsea woke up everyday to her fragile, and giant aunt beating her and telling her how worthless she was. And people still thought that she was this goddess. They didn't know what her body looked liked underneath from all the bruises, and they didn't know that Chelsea sold her body just to get clothes and money to eat because her aunt despised her. T o them her life was perfect, but to her it was a total mess. They wouldn't know how that feels. I wonder how heartless Niesha would feel is she was to ever found out the true facts about Chelsea, I hope that she would then go through all the extra unnecessary pain that she put Chelsea. It wasn't fair! They are all in the 9Th grade, and no fourteen year old should be experiencing hate from her guardian, and especially not from someone who could potentially become a friend. She needs to know that someone cares, she needs to know that she can have someone to run to, and she needs to know that she isn't all alone.

2 comments:

  1. i love this story. you should be a writer or a journalist.

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  2. I love your site Shelby! And I love your storytelling. One line struck me: the "giant aunt." Consider how you could tell this same story from her point of view rather than the victim's. Might be very interesting.

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