My Façade 

Pretty, blond and rich.

The three things I hear constantly when people describe me. I never hear the end of it, everyone around me thinks this way, and no one ever really tries to really get to know me. They all see me for my money and nothing else. I never had a genuine friend ever.

It wasn't all this way, there was a time people actually were my friends, and not some person who liked me for my money. There was this one girl named Lynda, she was the closest I ever got to a friend. She was in my grade 6 class; we sat right next to each other.  Back then no one knew of my father’s fortune. I don’t remember exactly how it happened but when everyone found out about my Dad they all jumped to be my friend. At first I didn't care because I had Lynda. However one day Lynda started to ask for things, she would constantly ask me for money. I didn't know she was using me until she asked me to hang out one day at my house, and I caught her stealing jewellery from my parents’ room. Ever since then I stopped trying to gain friends.

Soon after that I got a reputation, I became colder and more sinister. I used my money the way I wanted and I didn't care about anything else. No one dared to argue with me, them being too afraid of what I might do to them. I was stuck up and I knew it. I always knew it.

But then there are those nights, I lay at home, by myself, as everyone else goes hangs out with people. I knew that it was hard for me to find real friends; I was always too scared of someone using me again. It was a pain, knowing that everywhere I go; I want people to have that connection with people.

Most days I want it all to end. Everyone thinks I have the perfect life, but I don’t. My parent are never home, most think this is a good thing, sometimes I think so too. But I also think it’s lonely. Never having anyone around, it becomes so lonely.

No one knows, no one understands and that’s because I'm known as the pretty, rich and blond girl.

Author's note

I wrote this short narative for english class. We were meant to take a character and show a day in their lives. She let us choose from 6 pair of shoes. I wanted to show a deeper side to character most people judge in a crude way because of their social back round. And I feel like this story really showed something more to someone in an unexpected way.