Fine...it's a word we say so much but never really mean. We all say "I'm fine..." But we never mean it. We're not fine. We feel our world falling apart and we can't sleep at night,because it hurts so bad we just want to die. But let me introduce myself. My name is Aphrodite Kelly. It's funny I'm named after a love goddess but everyone seems to hate me. I should have been named Eris,since everyone figures I'm Satan JR. I should probably stop being so angsty and get on with the story. It's 2AM and I'm starting out my window. Even early in the morning this city is still rushing with life. My soul used to be as lively until it changed forever on June 23rd, my birthday. In the car crash where I lost my family and my leg. People tell me "That's so sad! You're okay now though,right?" No. I will never be okay ever again. I think but I say "yeah..just fine"
-the next day-
It's morning and I haven't slept at all. I put on black ripped jeans a falling shirt (my favorite band) and some combat boots. My pixie haircut messy and in my eyes. Yep,I'm a stereotype lesbian. And I'm fine with this. But my foster family isn't. They spit slurs I can't repeat as I walk to the bus stop. Yep,perfect life. I get on and I'm greeted by my old pal Kyle "Dite,you look like trash." "Nice to see you to,buddy." "That wasn't an insult! I'm concerned!" "I didn't sleep.." "Why" "because I didn't,Ky." "Are you okay." "Yeah...I'm fine"
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And then,I met her
Teen FictionAphrodite Kelly hated life and wanted to die. She didn't have it easy. She was African American,lesbian living in Brooklyn in foster care. She only had a few ties to life but even then... ________________________________________________ Then she me...
