The Pleasures of The World
The Pleasures of The World
The Pleasures of The World
Hey ,I know this is a bad start ,probably a turn off to read already but I just really want to
hang on till I get myself back . I feel a proper introduction is very necessary but I don’t know whether to
introduce myself now or later . I don’t feel like important to the setting of what im about to tell you even
if its my story but it can do without me believe it or not. But atimes is good to honour yourself a little so
I might aswell just give and introduction but no worries it might not be long because there’s really
nothing about me. My name is “Zelia” it’s a Spanish name meaning sunshine . Well I don’t think I
correlate so much which the meaning of my name but oh well what can I do, I dint name myself . I sound
English but im actually African. I don’t extatly kniow my age but I always go with like the older version of
what my fake birt h certificate says , im 18 just turned 18 like 4 days ago, there was no celebration
because I don’t even know my age or if it was even actually my birthday , I feel like im beginning to
sound adopted or a foster kid. Im not im still with my parents that gave birth to me , my family is a
strong hold .