"I think every person has their own identity and beauty. Everyone being different is what is really beautiful. If we were all the same, it would be boring." As i read this quote over and over again, I remind myself that I don't have to be one of the pretties to be beautiful. I, Shay, believe that the pretties are all fake and no fun. They're not that much better than the uglies. If I had one wish, it would be for Tally to understand this quote and realize being a pretty will change her, but no one should change to impress other people.
Song Now Playing...
When my headphones are in, the song playing would most likely be Wild Things by Alessia Cara. I like to listen to this song because i feel like i strongly relate to the lyrics. She sings about how the cool kids aren't cool to her. She doesn't apologize for being different, and says "find me where the wild things are". I think about the cool kids she sings about as pretties and instead of becoming one myself I'd rather go off finding new adventures so I'd also like to say, "find me where the wild things are."
Hey, my name is Shay, but some people call me by my ugly nickname Skinny. This is because I'm too skinny, skinnier than a normal pretty. If you asked someone to describe me, they would explain how I'm an ugly waiting for the surgery to become pretty so my eyes are not too far apart and my face is symmetrical. But, if you ask me I'm just a 15 year old girl with long brown hair who is always seeking a good adventure. My friends all abandoned me to become pretty once they turned 16 so I traveled alone up until I met Tally. We both like to explore and go beyond the town limits. She can't wait until she turns 16 so she can get the surgery to become pretty which ironically will be the same day I can change too. Our difference is I don't want to change and I'm trying to show Tally what I see through all of the fake pretty smiles.
Running Away to the Smoke
Hello everyone! I'm going to give you a little glimpse into my world. It's almost time for me to have to get the surgery, but after my fight with Tally, I know I am ready to leave and find David in the Smoke.
I know Tally won't come now, she isn't ready. She still has an image in her head of some perfect, pretty world. Sooner or later, she'll realize it is crazy. Until then, I have left a note with instructions to find me in a code that only she can understand. I know I have to go now. I left without regret and excitement to find which new adventure awaits me.
So, to all the readers, don't tattle! I am not supposed to run away like this, but good luck becoming a pretty. If not, come find me, I'm waiting!
Interests & Favorites
Ever since I was a little, I've sought adventure. I love to use a hover board and fly over the town. Also, I love to take the hover board on the roller coaster to get a thrill. For fun, I enjoy exploring new and interesting places like the white water and rapids, and the rusty ruins. But most of all, I love to not follow the rules and have fun. Becoming a pretty is losing my identity and not having fun. I would rather be myself and be perfect on the inside rather than the outside.