So, this is my first entry. I'll keep this short-you'll have to wait for the next few entries to finish her story. Keep in touch.
Chi. That was her name.
She was chimeral, unreal. And chi, that's what she would lose. Chi-blood. Lots of it.
Chi was beautiful, or so they say. Chi was kind, or so they say. Chi was smart, or so they say. Chi had a beautiful voice, or so they say. Chi was perfect, or so they say. Sorry for the redundancy but I shall continue. Chi said she was ugly. Chi said she was mean. Chi said she was stupid. Chi said she had the worst voice in the world. Chi said she was flawed. Chi said she was useless, she was nothing and no one really cared.
And yet she was okay. Everyday she wakes up to this world and she smiles. Everyday that contagious laugh was heard from her. It was that laugh that secretly lightened the spirits of those all around her, making them all happy when she's around. Everyday those eyes sparkle with such life that no one would suspect such a sad soul was idden underneath. Everything about her spoke of smiles and joy that it is very surprising that she wasn't at all that happy. The way she spoke and the way she moved---they only showed how much this actress was good at her ways.
In other words, Chi (blood), a joyous soul... concealed Hoshi (star), a sad lonely person... the true her. Ironic as her names may seem, Hoshi "Chi" Ai was a girl like everyone else might, and could be.
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My Story.
Call me Gan. But what's in a name? Does it matter? Will my name really show you who
I am deep inside, where I hide? Can my name really give you the picture of my heart, its pains and sorrows in its past? But what the heck.