Scarred

Scarred. I always was like that, always will be like that. My name is EnchantedIcyeyes. Might sound pretty, adventurous, but I was the COMPLETE opposite of my name. Rugged, disheveled, and dishonest were the traits for me. Now, my older sister, FunnyLaughingspirit, was a whole different page. Elegant, gorgeous, and more. Wow. When we walked to school today, she tried to pretend I wasn't her sister. "Rude!" I hollered. I hate her. She does everything she can to torture me and prove she's better. She's even tried locking me up in our basement. I just escaped. We live in a Crystal Palace. It's so pretty. WIP