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Rated: E · Campfire Creative · Short Story · Contest Entry · #1999633
This is where I unveal myself, the one behind the computer, the one who controls Vemi.
[Introduction]
Vemi's Mask Unvealed


          *Vemi walks around on ourWorld changing clothes and inspecting forums, catching a glance of you she smiles* Oh! Hey. Didn't see you there. Who me? Oh. I'm just a virtual pixel. What's that you say? You wanna know who is behind my fabulous clothes and hair and style? Well, sit back and I'll begin. It all started with having this feeling of no friends, no one excepted my weird clothes, my weird hair, or my geeky look to my silly face. I was very sad, lonely, and mourning when I stumbled upon ourWorld.com. A very creative, friendly, and awesome website. I decided to join amongst the other creative players, and have some fun, until I say you need money to buy gems, residency, zoes,etc. So I logged off for a long while, until I returned a month or so later, and became a Zoes member, a fabulous Fashionista If i do say so myself. Of course though, that's only a virtual avatar, a mask hiding beauty, despair, and secrets. I now unfold to you, the secrets, lies, beauty, despair, fabulousness and geekiness behind Vemi the ourWorlder. Sit back, this is going to be a long one.


         I introduce you to Angel, the mystery behind Vemi, the virtual fashionista. *Angel takes hold of the story and begins to speak her life* Hello, my name is Angel Jones. I have survived many tragedies, many heart breaks, and many adventures among life. You may ask, "Why are you saying your life is hard so easily?" Well, let me take you on a little ride called "The waterfall of tears". My life began as a beautiful 9 pound baby, with black hair, and brown eyes. Yes, I was a chunky one. But that's not the reason why I love remembering that moment in life. No, not the beauty of being born either. It's because my family was in one piece, loving each other, like a real family should be. Our family was happy until age 13. Fights broke out between my mother and father, violent, breaking things, fights. I would cower under a table or in my room near a corner in the room crying, wanting it to stop. Well I guess me wanting it to stop, happened. Not in the way I wanted it to either. Around age 14, my father decided to cut his arms and legs, so much it looked like a texture of new skin. The worst part was, my mother took the knife he used, and handed it to me. At that very moment I felt sadness, regret, and warning of something bad that was going to happen in the future. Well, I was right. About a month later after my father got permitted to the "Happy Home" , he came home and my mother threw him out. He had to live in my brother's apartment, and that wasn't right. A big dramatic change happened another month later. The worst news of my life.


         You could imagine all of my thoughts, all of my regret and all of my mourning. I was spiraling out of control with anger, depression, and tears. I didn't know what to think or what to do at the time so I just cried over and over each day not giving a crap who thought what about me. I dropped out of school, and started taking home schooling. I couldn't take the bullying along side with this depression of my father leaving us. After a while is when I discovered ourWorld. I use this website to releave pain, agony, and regrets. I have no friends, no family hardly left who care, or smiles for that matter. People on ourWorld make me happy, they are true friends I've longed for in this horriable life. I can finally express myself without judgement, without sadness, and without worries. As I play this game, I see many others just like me, who want to escape from the real world, and bring out who we want to be through an avatar and items. This is truly my escape from reality and I enjoy just as much as a drug addict on drugs. Sure Vemi isn't real and it costs money, but hey, I enjoy every second. I am Angel Jones, and I AM the fabulous Vemi.

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