My name is Hydrana Jones , strange I know but its what my father named me because he said my eyes reminded him of hydrangaes.
My pupils were a strange mix of blue and white as the flower itself was and because of that I was home schooled . The other kids always isolated me from their games ,called me names ,bullied me because I was not like them which led to me being home schooled .My mum was an elementary school teacher and dad was a photographer but despite my uncommon looks they loved me .Or so I thought .
Two weeks after my sixth birthday Jane my mom caught dad sleeping with his boss .He didn't deny it , didn't defend himself and after some time he left.Left my mum with their so called dream house by the woods for another woman ,a sense normalcy in his life .
My mum was left broken ,depressed ,I'd never seen her so lost, but then she began to drown her sorrows in alcohol , stopped going to her job ,stopped smiling ,stopped cooking , stopped showing herself. She spent most of her days in her room and only came out when she needed more alcohol .As days went on she would come out of her room once in a while as if to make sure I was still alive .I was ,I had to be , for her ,for me , for us.Then the came a time when she snapped , just the mere sight of me repulsed her, she would say '' you look so much like your father , your smile , nose , hair '' , then come close to me only to slap or inflict any source of pain to the source of all her misery.But behind that broken shell I still saw my mum.Or so I thought, till that one faithful night ...
I am Hydrana and this is my story.
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