Book / Romance
Book / Fan Fiction
Short Story / Romance
My name is Calypso. Yes it's my real name. My Mother was high on pain killers when she gave birth and had just finished reading 'The Camomile Lawn' by Mary Wesley, incidentally, fantastic book.
I can read fantasy. Sometimes I can't. I like stuff no-one else has done. I believe in grammar and spelling. I like to ask questions just to get a reaction and a response. I like to be in control. I have self esteem issues. I hide them by being arrogant. But I am fantastic. I contradict myself on so many levels. I lie just to stay in practice. I lie to see if I'm believable, I lie to stay out of trouble. I lie.
I believe in acceptance of all things, but I'm possibly the most judgemental person I've ever met. My extended family used to bully me so I would develop a tough shell. I have. If they ever read this I don't want to talk about it, it will just be embarrassing for us both.
I am fifteen. So society dictates I should be hormonal and bitchy. Only to those I love.
I'm a Christian. I truly feel I have accepted Christ but I'm only at the start of the journey.
People shouldn't be bought and sold. But there are 27 million slaves in the world today and 99% of them will never be freed. When slavery was abolished there were only 3 million slaves world-wide. Something’s not right.
You must be bored. I know I am.
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