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hester snow | district 1 [fin] Mar 13, 2017 19:28:30 GMT -5

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Post by ♛ scandal on Mar 13, 2017 19:28:30 GMT -5

Hester Snow

A cloak of mystery surrounds the girl. Nobody knew her. A young girl, age 11, sat on the steps of the school waiting for her parents to pick her up. An hour after school ends, she still sits there, waiting for her parents. Another hour passes. She then walks home herself, saddened at the thought of her parents forgetting about her. She reaches her home, a small abode near the centre of the district. Shouting could be heard from the house. The girl then realises her parents have been fighting again. She quickly headed inside her home, avoiding her parents. She entered a small room that she called, 'her room'. It really wasn't that big enough to be called a room, more like an overgrown closet. The girl quietly slept on the bed, dreaming about a day where she could just escape, into nothingness. Her name is Hester Snow, a small girl from district 1. That was 7 years ago. Her parents split shortly after her 12th birthday, since then she has never been the same.

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I observe the partygoers. Many have drinks in hand, and a guy or girl in the other. I was wearing what I usually wore, a yellow crop top, short jean shorts, and flip-flops. The pale skin complimented my outfit, but the booze did not. I spilt it on myself early into the party. I walk to my left, to the juice keg. I bumped into a cute guy, my hair jet-black hair whipping when his shoulder hit me. He smiled and said, "Sorry." He was tan and had dark brown hair and light blue eyes, gods he looked stunning. I stared at him, my hazel eyes travelling to every inch of the room he moved. Some people might call that stalking, I call it hunting my prey. I looked in the mirror to make sure I looked good. I reapplied some lip gloss that my friend gave me, making my thin lips glossy. The pink colour of my lips shined more, so it was like this gloss was made for my lip colour. My nose was like it always was, point and small. My eyebrows were arched and flawless. Ready to catch my prey, I told myself. I walked toward him, making sure to not spill something on me or bump into another cute guy and follow him around. I set my eyes on my prey and pounced. I walked to him and shined the flashy smile that makes the guys crazy for me.

"Hi," I said to him. He stopped in his tracks and just looked at me, checking me out also. If I were him, I would see a medium build girl with curved breasts and a pale skin tone. I think he liked what he saw because he smiled back and gestured toward the room upstairs. It was party central here, so everybody knew that was the 'sex' room. I bit my lip and nodded. He bit his lip also which made me hot. My legs, which were not that long for my age, were shaking. My hands, actually kind of bony, were also shaking. He was one of the hottest guys in this party and I am about to have sex with him. Awesome! I studied the freckles on my hands to make sure I didn't have any red ones that I should cover up real quick. he guided me to the room while flashing some smiles at me. God, he was hot. I then was rubbing my hands together and felt a rugged edge. My fingernails! I can't grab a guys arm with rough fingernails, god why do I have to chew them all the time. Goddamit!

We had sex, and let me tell you, it was great. Anyways, after that, I went down the steps and spotted my friend, Sutton. I walked over to her. "Hey, girlfriend!" I said to her. I embraced her and kissed her cheek. She smiled and then kissed my cheek. I then saw a cute guy walk past me, and I winked at him. He smiled and walked away while staring at me. "You are such a whore, Hester!" she yelled. I smiled and then giggled. I am very passionate about my sex life, I try to keep it active at 18. I will never give up on a guy, and that is hard because girl's get attached to them, it gets annoying also. I show promise in the art of seducing boys, and they always forget that. The only guys I can't seduce are the gay's, I am not homophobic or anything, but I just can't seem to seduce them. Sutton found a cute guy and went off with him. I am pretty sure that is her first fuck of the night.

I then walk to the other side of the room. I then look to my left to see Harmony Broker. O' My god. She is so desperate for sex. She is wearing a purple tight skirt, that is showing her panties. She is practically the only girl who can't get anything from anybody. She is asking for someone to rape her and take her virginity, but you have to be pretty for that to happen. She then flashes her breasts at some onlookers. She is that desperate, so she flashes her tits. They weren't even that big for tits. They looked more like pancake flabs than tits. I am known to be harsh, so that is an example. Ever since my dad left, I have become mean and insensitive. It was like a puzzle piece that didn't fit until another one was taken out. Ever since I started school for the 7th grade, when I was 13, I was known to be the queen of bitches. I wasn't the most popular girl in school, but I was a popular slut and bitch in the school. I was known for calling a girl a stupid hoe for slipping in a puddle of water that I spilt. If my dad didn't leave, I would probably help her up and ask if she was ok.

I then spot a bookshelf. It wasn't that it, but about 20 books laid discarded. The histories and stories preserved in these books, untouched and unlearned for the youth's at the party. I pick up a medium-sized book titled, "Hormones of a teenage girl." I read a couple pages. Surprisingly, it was very accurate in the statements and facts presented in the book. If you don't know me, and many people don't, I am a bookworm. I love to read. I love to read books about anything. I love romance novels so that I can think I am that person. I love to do that. My friends think I am weird to like books but screw the haters. I will read anything that I find, no matter what anyone thinks about it. Ha, in their face, they probably would use it against me, to plot the queen's downfall. Sorry, the castle walls will stay up, until I order them to go down. So they can do anything they like, nothing would remove me from my throne.

I was born to two parents. I had no other siblings to have fun with growing up. It was sad not having anyone my age to play with, but I dealt with it. Since my birth, my parents always had a strained relationship, and when I was growing up, I guess I was a burden, so the strain broke the knot tying my parents together. I was 7 years old when I met my best friend, Sutton. I was a normal girl, picked on by the popular kids, but not a lot. Sutton was one of the popular girls. We had a mutual friendship, we weren't friends, but we were on good terms if you can understand that. She stuck up for me sometimes, not all the time, but some. When my parents split when I was 12, it was the summer. I got into drugs after that, my mum was never home, so I did drug a lot. When I started school back when I was 13, I wore clothes that sexualized me. The popular girls liked my new look, and that was when the true puzzle was finished.

I was 13 and 3/4 when I found out my father married another woman and she had a baby with my father. I was 15 when I met the baby. It was precious. I just couldn't look at the baby in the face. She just reminded me too much of my father. I left the baby after 25 minutes of meeting the baby. I couldn't bear see the baby get my father, not hers. I never saw the baby again. The baby should be around 7 or 8 years old. I then went home to find my mother in bed with 2 other men. I couldn't kok at her after that. I realised that night, that my mother was selling her body for us to have a life. I couldn't believe what was happening in my family. School was alright, and that was the only place in my life that hasn't been totally screwed up. When I was 17, i got a boyfriend. He was a douche, and very eager to have sex. We did have sex, a lot. Then I broke up with him 4 months after dating him. He was also fucking other women, and I then found himself in bed with another man. I then couldn't look at him without thinking of all those times I saw him with another person. It just made me sick to my stomach.

I walked out of the party, and to my home. I slept on my bed. I dreamt that night that I would just escape. Escape into a world in that I could just get away. Away from all of this chaos, that is my life.

I am Hester Snow, I am 18 years old, and this is my life.

Last Edit: Mar 18, 2017 17:15:38 GMT -5 by ♛ scandal

♛ scandal District Mayor 907 POSTS Pronouns: She/Her last seen Jun 6, 2019 17:23:32 GMT -5 now scandalicious	hester snow \| district 1 [fin] Mar 18, 2017 17:16:40 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by ♛ scandal on Mar 18, 2017 17:16:40 GMT -5 *Note that the first paragraph is part of her History. Finished , new style of writing, hoping that it fits...

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Deleted 0 POSTS last seen Apr 24, 2024 19:27:09 GMT -5	hester snow \| district 1 [fin] Mar 19, 2017 9:26:58 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2017 9:26:58 GMT -5 "The pale skin complimented my outfit, but the booze did not. I spilt it on myself early into the party." BLESS