Hello my Name is Lydia, I'm 15 years old i live with my Mom,Dad And my sister Charlie. This is the story of how i became my perfect imperfection...so lets begin. Fire,Fire...Blood wait and see chuckles the blurred girl, AHHHHH!! screamed Lydia after a nightmare Charlie bust's open's the pastel pink door leaving pieces of wood scattering the floor,LYDIA! are you okay Charlie say's in a worried but calm voice. As she sat next to Lydia hugging her tightly to her chest, Shhh its ok i got you. it happened again, the nightmares...Lydia said crying in her sister's shoulder. The next morning Charlie made her sister cereal. She called Lydia down from her bed. Coming! replied Lydia, Sitting in her chair Charlie sits next to her, Hey you all right?... Lydia looks into her sisters worried sad hazel eyes, Uh um...yeah im fine, She studderd, Charlie stands up and say's Okay..., And walk's up the stair's to her room.
(Hope you guys liked the first part of the story i'll be making more soon)