Why am I always fighting with Shay? No matter what happens, I always end up in some predicament where I have to choose between Shay and something. Last time it was between Shay and Prettiness. This time it's between Shay and David.
Okay, I know that in my last post, I was totally up for ditching the Smoke as fast as I could. But so much has changed since then! I'm used to working now and I kind of actually like the feeling of hard work. I'm also used to burning trees and (kind of) eating wild animals. Remember how I said that being in the wilderness gave a sense of belonging that I hadn't felt in the city? Well, I can feel it here. We're all ugly here, so really, no one is ugly. It's changed me, somehow. Being surrounded by all of this beauty makes me feel so insignificant, and it's hard to think how I ever survived as a city kid.
David has also opened up my world to include so much more than it ever had. I guess I love him. And so does Shay. Now she thinks I'm a twisted, back-stabbing boy-stealer. But David and I are so close! We've shared so much.
I've even met David's parents. And they really opened up my eyes to what happens to Pretties. Apparently, when you turn Pretty, you get these tiny lesions in you brain that make you think differently. They make you stupid. I can't stop wondering about every Pretty I've met: Peris, my parents, my teachers; do they all have these lesions? How totally and completely bogus.
I don't want to be a Pretty anymore.
I don't want to choose between David and Shay.
I wish my life wasn't so complicated.
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Love the title.
You should probably start a real blog. I like the way your blogs read. They sound very authentic.
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