You might take one look at my house and think, wow she's got it all.
A nice home, no worries about money, two successful parents who shower you in love and affection.
I never was the type to complain, in all honesty I couldn't. My parents wouldn't let me. I was like their own doll, someone for them to dress up and sit there, smiling and looking pretty. Forget things I wanted to do, if my parents told me I would be going to mom's 500th gala, I would be going and I would be only allowed to talk to someone if they had several hundred digits in their salary. You think mom would have stopped when Dad and her retired, but I feel like even in the afterlife she would still be hosting useless parties just to show off.
I'm Meringue Truffle, eighteen, daughter of Frost Truffle and Edelweiss Truffle. And I want out.
Now that I'm 18, all they talk about is business school, and that's not where I want to go. Whenever life got hard, I always turned to anything creative. I'd pick up a crayon and scribble when I was a kid. When i was young we did finger painting for class and it was the best. I think that's why I like painting so much. It's like an escape from them, and the feeling of the brush on a canvas is something not even I can describe.
Mama and Papa don't like it. I always remembered them taking my crayons or paints away from me as a kid and instead I had to do ballet, take etiquette classes etc. I had to be their perfect little girl.
It gets kind of lonely here though. I always wished my parents didn't have me so late so I could have had a sibling. Maybe if I had a sibling, things would be different. I used to paint things like that. A older sister who was cool and would stand up for me. I'd love that.
But for now, I'll just escape and let my mind wander to the creative world. Its the only place I feel like I belong in.
I crawled into my bed, tears staining the sheets... but I had a plan. A way to escape finally. I was going to run away! I don't care if the only thing I have right now are my brushes and a few of my clothes..
I'm finally FREE.
⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
I finally finished it! My writing isn't the best, but I enjoyed writing this little blurb. Mid editing the photos I realized Meringue + outdoor lighting doesn't work the best with the photoshop actions i use, so later chapters I'll make sure to fix that.
