Ellyn's Soliloquy

I, Ellyn Rosenberg, am a filthy person. At least that's what I think of myself. 

It was night and I was lying on my bed as I continued to think about my past, and the present I was living right now.

In the end, nothing changed. It became even worse. 

I was still facing the same thing I ran away from, doing the same things, keeping the same fake smile on my face, and making sure I fit the role of the heiress of the Rosenberg family.

Here, in the academy, everyone thought of me as a perfect girl. Whenever I was in a group with girls in my class, they showered me with praise, saying how beautiful and flawless I am.

Almost all the boys I've met had feelings for me and wanted to go out with me. The image they all had of me in their mind was of a girl who fitted to be from a higher-class noble family.

But...it was not me. I am not like that…that is not the real me.