July, 28, 2013
Being mute isn't as horrible as it sounds. Sure, you cant speak but, I have many other ways to tell people what's on my mind. Hi, I'm Miku Shikure. And this is my story…
It seems to be perfect, and I'm happy with my life. My father is the owner of a very successful medical company and does a very good job at providing for my family. The Shikure household consists of My father, Akko Shikure, My mother, Hanachi, My older sister Manaku, and Me. We are a very wealthy family and have always lived in a high class style of life.
Father just came home from meeting with another client… he says we're moving.. Not far, just another area of Japan. I can't say I'm very happy about it, Mother says I'll be attending a private school for rich people. I'll be a second year. I wish I was able to tell her just how badly I want us to stay in Shinjuku. For now though, I'll just smile and move on like I always do. Besides, it's not like I can say anything to them… My family just ignores me. Like I'm some porcelain doll on a shelf.
Manaku tells me I look like a doll anyways, my straight, long, black hair falls just below my shoulders, framing my perfect oval shaped head. My dark blue eyes sparkle in just the right light. My mother says I'm the image of beauty, but I don't see it. When I look in a mirror all I see is… Little Ms. Mute. Besides, that's all anyone can see when they look at me.
Like I said though, it's not all bad. I get to see the beauty of the world and hear lovely sounds everywhere I go. I have a lot to be thankful for. I can't complain. I just wonder what my new life will have in store for me at Ouran Academy.
Perhaps an art program to make me feel at home. I always have loved painting. The blank canvas can be used to create anything your heart desires. It only takes a few colors. However, father fails to see what i see. He wishes that I would spend my time studying, and bettering my knowledge of medicine. I just don't have the heart (or voice) to tell him that I don't want to be a doctor. Sometimes I even mess up on purpose so he thinks I wont be good enough. I wish he would have chosen my sister to be his successor... but she already has her future set in stone as a designer. She refuses to let me leave the house without her seal of approval on my outfit. It's almost never good enough for her anyways. I love my sister so much, and she is beautiful with her golden curls that fall gracefully past her shoulders, and her shimmering ruby eyes could pierce any man's heart. She's so tall and slender and glamorous in every way. She's her own person, but she needs to see that I am also my own person too, with my own beauty as well. I'm not going to be exactly like her.
All I want is to choose my own path in life, and be who I choose to be.
- Miku Shikure