Where it all began
From the outside looking in my life looks perfect, a loving mother and stepdad but it's far from perfect. Well, we used to be until my world came crumbling down around me starting two years ago when I lost my father, my parents never married, but my relationship with my father was the best. He was my best friend. Day or night he was there for me just a call away and he would be there to get me no questions asked.
That all changed one day when he was in a car accident. He was hit by a drunk driver when he was coming to pick me up late at night from a party I didn't even want to be at in the first place. I blame myself for his death everyday, his death started everything in my life falling apart.
Next came me finding my now ex boyfriend in bed with my now ex best friend, me and him were together for two years and he was cheating for a whole year with my friend and it comes to find out my whole group of friends knew the whole time and said nothing. Some friends they are, so I said screw those assholes and bitches I don't need them anyways.
I was left broken and completely alone, I pushed myself away from everyone, I left cheerleading completely. The way I left was funny now that I think back to it. I walked off the field in the middle of our last half time show flipped off my whole squad and stomped on my pompoms and left not looking back.
I even left being student body President just walked out of my last meeting and stopped showing up. I started studding harder and reading more, i became inviable the rest of my junior year of school.
When summer finally came, I was so happy that I decided to reinvent myself into who I really wanted to be on the outside to match who I was inside. I started by shaving the back of my hair off and dying my perfect long blonde hair black with purple under it, I got many piercings that include my lip, septum, belly button and covered my ears completely, I even started getting tattoos to cover my body.
My wardrobe changed from very girly to dark and what my mom calls punk, but it's just me. I even ended up selling my car, which my father got me for my birthday when I turned sixteen, and got my dream motorcycle, which he was going to get me when I graduated. When I wasn't spending money on my tattoos, I was spending it on my bike. I painted her all matte black. I just have to get my violet rose painted on it, and she's complete.
When I started coming home with all the changes to myself my mother just about lost her s**t on me everytime but when I sold my car she was beyond pissed off but couldn't do anything about it. It was my car, and I'm using all my money, our relationship used to be great, but since I wouldn't change back to her perfect little girl all we do now is fight so I avoid her at all costs if I can, so I stay out late she thinks I'm out partying, but really I'm either working or just driving around.
But I've gone on rambling and have yet to tell you my name. I'm Violet Rose Winter, and this is my story. Get ready for a crazy ride because, let me tell you, I didn't even see it coming.
