Age 14, First entering camp:
A daughter of Epione? The only gods her family had told her stories about were Japanese and Korean folk tales at the most, oh the irony in that. Mom was a Greek goddess? She asked herself as she walked into her cabin, her new home. She found an untaken bunk and sat down with her head in her hands. Leila felt like she had lost her individuality of being an only child. She must have had a bunch of half siblings and the whole camp was full of her cousins for Christs' sake! Could she even date one of them? She decided she wouldn't dwelve into that. She sat back up, tucking her long dark hair back behind her ears and pulled up her suitcase onto the bed. The demigod boy who had brought her here had told her to pack anything she needed since nobody was home and she had time to do what she had needed to.
She opened up her bag and she remembered that the first thing she had grabbed was her photo album. A big case that was sleek and black with her family's last name on the cover. Eun. Her eyes welled up with tears and she pressed it to her chest as she sobbed quietly in case anybody was going to walk in on her. She missed her appa, her hal-abeoji, and her halmeoni, all the people she had loved were gone. Her grandma didn't remember her, her grandpa was dead, and now she had left her father. Leila so badly wanted to go back home but she knew it was safer here. But she couldn't stand the idea of her dad being hurt because of her. Maybe when she was older she'd ask Chiron about leaving camp for a visit to her dad. She didn't know if that was in the rules or not since it was her first day here but she'd find out. But what she did know was that she'd have to be stronger than she ever was before, emotionally and physically. And nothing was going to stop her from doing that.
A daughter of Epione? The only gods her family had told her stories about were Japanese and Korean folk tales at the most, oh the irony in that. Mom was a Greek goddess? She asked herself as she walked into her cabin, her new home. She found an untaken bunk and sat down with her head in her hands. Leila felt like she had lost her individuality of being an only child. She must have had a bunch of half siblings and the whole camp was full of her cousins for Christs' sake! Could she even date one of them? She decided she wouldn't dwelve into that. She sat back up, tucking her long dark hair back behind her ears and pulled up her suitcase onto the bed. The demigod boy who had brought her here had told her to pack anything she needed since nobody was home and she had time to do what she had needed to.
She opened up her bag and she remembered that the first thing she had grabbed was her photo album. A big case that was sleek and black with her family's last name on the cover. Eun. Her eyes welled up with tears and she pressed it to her chest as she sobbed quietly in case anybody was going to walk in on her. She missed her appa, her hal-abeoji, and her halmeoni, all the people she had loved were gone. Her grandma didn't remember her, her grandpa was dead, and now she had left her father. Leila so badly wanted to go back home but she knew it was safer here. But she couldn't stand the idea of her dad being hurt because of her. Maybe when she was older she'd ask Chiron about leaving camp for a visit to her dad. She didn't know if that was in the rules or not since it was her first day here but she'd find out. But what she did know was that she'd have to be stronger than she ever was before, emotionally and physically. And nothing was going to stop her from doing that.