Well, now we've been introduced, let me tell you my story.
"When I was one year old, my mom passed. I was raised by my father, who has been accused of some unsavory acts, with the help of my mother's side uncle, Nico, and my father's-side aunt, Estelle, occasionally assisted by my grandma, Sally.
One day about two months ago, Estelle and Nico arrived at the door of my home.
Knock, Knock, Knock.
"I've got it, dad!" I had yelled.
"Thanks, Zoe!" he yelled back from the shower.
As i opened the door, I saw my uncle, grandma, and aunt.
"Hey, Zoe. Is Percy here?" Estelle asked.
"Yeah, I'm here." My father was suddenly behind me, holding a towel in his hand and wearing a high school reunion shirt.
"Hey Percy. We need to talk."
My family were all in my dad's office, arguing. While I was initially playing on my phone, I got bored and decided to listen in
"We aren't discussing this, Nico. I-" I recognized my father's voice
"YOU NEED TO TELL HER PERCY! THE PRO-" Nico was screaming loudly, but was cut off by my grandma. His words had caught my interest, though.
"Percy said he doesn't want to tell Zoe. We need to respect his decision. He is Zoe's father."
"Yeah, Nico. I agree with my mom and brother." There was my aunt's voice.
"LISTEN! SHE IS A DEMIG-"
"IF SHE LEARNS WHAT SHE IS, THAT WILL PUT HER IN MORE DANGER! LOOK WHERE THAT GOT BIANCA!" My father yelled, and the whole room went silent.
"Percy. It isn't just knowledge. You know very well that age is a part of it. Her eleventh birthday is approaching, and you made the gods promise-"
My phone fell out of my hand, and they all went silent once more.
"crap." my father opened the door to see me standing not far from the door.
"What did you hear?" He asked.
Wow. i am proud of this so far. Whelp, BYE!