Dameon

On the bright sunlight waking up was not my cup of tea, clicking sound of camera annoys me the most, but for others to peek into my private life must be their own free way of passing time. Fuck …it's so annoying. Again and again the same routine. Any way today seems like a gloomy day, but this rain is the one that draws me the most. My manager keep on shouting on me seems like he is still putting up with my tantrums. The perfect piece of work and art for the people is such a goofy guy who hate unnecessary attention the most.

Cole(amon's manager) : 'what do you think you are doing get ready you have ann advertisement to shoot.'

'Today's shoot is going to be so annoying there is going to be lots of people try to get into my good books anyway.' as I prepare myself for my day I asked Cole I was ready, and we went. Lots and lots of people came, and their eyes are only on me. I kept doing my makeup and hairs. And as the shoot came I picked out a bottle of Diego(perfume) and after sometime finished the shoot. As always they praised me the one who seems to be so perfect in their eyes. They see what they want to. They critics every thing that is not up to their standards my hairs, nails and even the way I sound. I am so sick of this. "So sick".

A gentle yet smooth voice called be from behind when I turn to see a girl in her mind 20s seems smiling happily at me while calling out my name. Her name was sophia.

Sophia: 'Dameon here you are I was looking for you around every where'.

As she said this and moved near me like we were friends or something. Each and every member of the crew started looking at us with light whispering and I know from the glimpse about what the fuck is this about. Me and her. I smile casually" it's been a while, Sophia ". A perfect delivery of the acting for this I may even get Oscar nominations. I to be honest to hate this kind of women, clingy yet pretending to be innocent with motives.

'I have to go, I have a schedule '.I saId and turn my back to her as If she doesn't exist and that true she doesn't really exist for me. After the whole day I like to have light drinks it helps me to sooth my anxiety. An anxiety which is unexplainable to me. A hollow part inside me. I am so sick of this.

Myself Damon. I did get my masters in psychology. I do have interest in international relations and diplomacy. Furthermore, I don't like people prying into private life. Furthermore, I am so sick of this continuously people watching on me and monitoring my every move like a fucking camera. There is something inside me which is hard to explain. My appearance seems to be so perfect as they say. But they don't see the real me. The which is hiding and which is dark… Much darker than the sparkly thinks they see.

Can they handle me.? The real me. The crazy me.

welcome this is my story.

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