carnation sorensen -- capitolite -- wip
Feb 11, 2012 23:48:53 GMT -5
Post by glitter . on Feb 11, 2012 23:48:53 GMT -5
carnation sorensen.
[/center][/size][/color]grass stains and fireworks on downtown summer nights when it took me back
i just wanted to ask.
[/center][/size][/color]i lost what can i say, what can i say, wet raincoats and living rooms drove back home
so i could talk to you.
[/center][/size][/color]western eyes are your following me, because it's been four long years with constant change
lights and a similar.
[/center][/size][/color]heartbeat, i've grown a bit but sometimes you've just got to change it up, break a leg
[/size][/color]At one point in my terribly decent life, I had straight hair. No, I'm not pulling your leg or anything, because it's rather curly now, but it was straight. Well, I guess I should take you back to the dreadfully dull parents that I possessed. They were the owners of a small shop in the capitol that sold high-quality rocks for the topiary gardens that Capitolites decided to keep and maintain in lieu of regular plants. Less effort and just as pretty, right? I guess. But both of my parents were apprentinced to these people who sold rocks and I assumed that they hit it off and all but bought out the company from the people that they had worked for previously. And outside of that... They were basically the most boring, serious people on earth. There was no laughing. There was no smiling. There was only rocks. My parents were terribly serious about making sure that I knew "How good I had it..." and they told me that daily I needed to move certain rocks from certain fields. As I got older, they put more responsibility on my back and instructed me to move rocks more than usual.
I could assume they liked my sisters better, but oh silly, that probably isn't true. But my parents were oh so very dreadfully dull, as well as my sisters. They judged me because I didn't look a thing like them, as I was adopted. The only trait that I even shared with them was probably being a human being, as in they were all fair-haired and blue-eyed, working at a small shop full of rocks with their aristocratic looking features and dilligence to make sure that rocks were lined up against the walls as they were meant to be. But me, I was different. With my quirky features, I was excluded and regarded by my appearance-concious parents as the problem child, and was generally sent along to do my chores which I didn't think was quite fair, but I guess that they had their reasoning... It was fine, anyway. It wasn't like I was alone. I talked to myself and made the rocks talk on occasion, because that was entertaining enough. I mean, I felt pretty alone, so I did talk to the rocks to entertain myself, and I mean, you could say that it got a bit out of hand... But still.
I think the major life-changing moment in my life was when I was moving a rock to the back lot after my parents became irritated with a certain rocks position and look. So they sentenced their least favorite daughter to pulling a rock, so by the time that I had finally put it in the back of the lot and was leaning against it's perfectly-weathered on-purpose-because-it's-the-capitol surface, I saw something that made me... Happy. With all the smog and such that surronded the capitol, regardless of how nice the air quality was supposed to be, you rarely got to see the sky. But on this particular day... I saw a rainbow. I know, it sounds overly simple and somewhat overly dramatic, but I felt happy. And I never wanted to stop smiling. I wanted to just keep on smiling forever. So you know what I did? I decided at that very minute that I was going to attempt to make everybodys lives a little better. At this point in my life, I was sixteen years old and really didn't have any ideas about my own finances, so I broke open the cash register drawer of my parents rock store. And I decided that I was going to throw something of a celebration of my happiness. In the rock store.
So when my parents came to work that next day, they walked in to a bunch of balloons and streamers. And all in all, they were shocked and gave me the strangest expression before finally just looking at me and telling me that possibly setting up decorations and making a party-like place was a talent. They apologized for being so neglectful and hateful towards me, just because I wasn't talented in what they wanted me to be talented in. So they pulled some strings and somehow told the people who threw official parties for the returning victors and high-society capitolites that I was talented naturally in putting up place settings and putting together party plans. And with an interview from myself and a few favors being called in for, I was given a job working in setting up parties for the capitolites, as well as being able to attend the events. It's something that I adore.
