"Aren't you the daughter of that famous author?"
"Are you writing as well?"
"Oh I did read a few of her essays but in the end it feels like it was lacking."
"Is it? I thought since she was the daughter-"
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!"
A sixteen year old teen run away from that place.
A school where she should have been enjoying herself doing what she wants.
But in the end it turned to a place where she couldn't even find solace.
A place filled with nothing but expectations.
"Scarlet where are you going?"
"Scar!!"
Her friends called for her but she didn't turn back, she just want to leave.
She run and run for who knows how long.
She's tired of it, tired of all those people comparing her to her mother.
She was not her, she never tried to be so why?
Why are they comparing her?
"Scar?"
She had her head bowed down when she heard his voice.
Her tears came flooding out, "Daddy."
