U/ra*nu-s - Princess Solar - R1

This is my round one post for a Sims Amino competition called Princess Solar. You can find my audition blog here ->http://elvisishere04.wixsite.com/simpleinkling/single-post/2016/11/28/Uranu-s---CAS

The theme for round was gemstones and I was given Fire Opal. So once again, I present to you U/ra*nu-s Heath... Mature language and themes It was during one of my extensive google searches that I found out the gemstone of Uranus is fire opal.

I guess when I found out, I expected some sort of feeling or memory or anger or just something that gave my life meaning, but nothing... If anything that made me more angry. I got my mums papers out from under the bed, my cigarettes and the lighter. I sat there, allowing the smoke to go in and out of me freely staring at the writing. But then it came to me, the night mum disappeared... I was in the back of the police car being driven to my Grandma's, unwilling to touch the leather seats. They were sticky with God knows what. Then I looked out the window. The sky was burning red and gold, like someone had dropped a match and a load of gunpowder into the sky. The clouds writhed about and it felt like the city was trying to close me in and suffocate me. I realised then that no matter how good you were and how many times you cleaned up your toys when you were asked. Life didn't give a damn, you might as well throw the toys everywhere again.

And that's where my memory becomes foggy. I remember screaming and trying my best to bite and kick anyone who tried to stop me but that was it... All my memory gone...

Grandma was holding me in her arms and talking quickly and nervously to the police, frantically rocking backwards and forwards as she did. They kept on asking and interrogating until Grandma couldn't deal with it anymore and they left. She carried me up to the spare bedroom and tucked me in. I was too tired to fight anymore. Her eyes looked down at me and seemed to say, 'Don't worry, I'll look after you. And you'll be the perfect little granddaughter.' But she didn't, did she? Grandma let me become the feared and hated bitch that I am. Not that I'm complaining... I even scare her now. One look at me and she sees her daughter. Rebellious, not responsible, stealing drugs, getting into fights. All the things she never wanted me to be, yet all the things I aspire to...

The world's an easy place to get lost in... Too many alleyways, too many temptations. But getting lost is the fun part especially if you hide well enough to never be found... Having fire opal sets me apart from everyone else. I bet all my drugs that the only girl in school that fights for money. I'm the only girl who fights for fun. Because being the same, old grey pebble is just boring...