Brooklyn was a "Popular" kid, she was the kind that many were jealous of. She had everything it seemed like, all the friends she could ask for, the perfect hair, eyes, she had a boyfriend that every girl dreamed of. She even had perfect clothes. What many did not know, was she was going through a lot at home. Her mom was mean to her, she felt like her family just ignored her. When she was at school she fit in, no one was mean to her.
She was always the sensitive type, she couldn't hold tears back and she became hurt very easily. Although she was easy to make happy, too. She never really got mad, unless she was really pushed over. That never really happened though.
She had this nervous tick, she was often made fun of behind her back for it. When she was nervous, she would move her neck fast to the side. People would call her "Creepy girl" or "Horror villain".
The only time she was ever really happy was when her uncle picked her up, they would go get icecream, go to the mall, he would help her with homework, and best of all, he was nice. Too bad that was about every other month.
She hid behind a mask at school. A mask no one could see behind. A mask-- Sealed.
