What my reflection shows me: 
What my mother calls me: Deanna Elizabeth Mitchell
What my friends call me: Dee
How long I've been here: 19 years
My life: I was raised an only child and always expected to do well in school. Which I did. However, being an only child put a lot of pressure on me. My parents were always trying to make sure that I was getting good grades, making sure I had enough credits for college and made sure I already knew what major I wanted for college when I was in middle school. Eventually, my parents and I grew farther and farther apart. It wasn’t until my junior year of high school did things actually start to turn around. We went on cruises; we were enjoying going to movies together and doing other stuff. But it didn’t last. They didn’t get me and it was time for me to go to college. That was my escape. To them, I had gone loco. I was ignoring them, listening to my ipod constantly and not really taking part in anything they wanted to do or anything they wanted to say to me. In their last attempt, they sent me to my grandfather’s house while they would go on their third cruise. In leaving me there, they were hoping my strict, hard grandfather would ‘fix’ me. Though, it’s hard to have moment with my grandfather if I’m in another time era.
What else I like: I draw but my parents haven’t seen my stuff in years.
My pet: I used to have a dog, Lily, before they told me she “ran away.” Yeah, I’m not stupid.
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