The Life of Veronica Grey: Part 1

Vet Participant jan 20

I wish I weren’t me. I wish I had a different life. I wish I knew what the future holds and if there’s any hope at all. These are the thoughts running through my mind on a daily basis.

A few days ago, I left home and I don’t know where to go or what to do next. As you’re reading this, you’re probably wondering: “What’s this chick on about?


It all started with my parents who never wanted kids in the first place. Father hated children as a matter of fact and Mother was so absorbed with herself that it blows my mind how she got a man anyway. They hated me – not because I was disobedient or did anything wrong, but because I wasn’t a part of their plans. Because I was a child who constantly sought their attention and tender loving care. I was an accident; a gift no one asked for.

They used and abused me. I’d work like a slave cleaning up after them and had to hear what a pathetic dissapointment I was every single day of my miserable life. Some days, they’d physically shove me around and violently hit me when I wouldn’t listen. Behind these stoned walls, no one could hear me scream.


Luckily they were wealthy, so they signed me up for multiple afterschool classes so we’d see each other as little as possible and planned every aspect of my life, like what I would wear, which subjects I would choose, who I could be friends with, which college I would go to after graduating high school, which career path I would take – you name it.

I was enrolled in the University of Britechester, only the finest educational institute for young adults who want to be successful in life (according to my parents, anyway), where both my parents were back in the day, as well as their parents and grandparents. I saw it as a chance to escape from them and truly be myself. I changed my wardrobe and even got a few piercings. It felt liberating.


I met a guy there who I fell in love with. He was the first person who really got me, you know? After having way too many drinks one night, one thing led to another and we hooked up. When I started getting sick in the mornings, I took a pregnancy test which confirmed my suspicions.

I knew my parents would tell me to abort the baby or worse, have us both killed by one of their many contacts, so I dropped out of college, headed back home to collect my last belongings and take some money from my parents while they weren’t there and now I’m on the road to nowhere.


I’m glad to finally be rid of those hateful monsters and having to meet all their expectations, but now I have other problems. My boyfriend suddenly had to move away and I don’t believe in long-distance relationships, nor do I want to trouble his parents with this mess. Maybe he just wasn’t up the task of being a father. I guess I’ll never know, but I do know that he’s out of my life for good.


I learnt quite a lot of skills growing up and I’m a creative spirit, so you’d think getting a job wouldn’t be that hard, right? Wrong. I’ve already sent hundreds of applications on job listings online with no results. I guess I’ll just have to keep looking – my last Simoleons are running out and and my unborn child needs a real home to grow up in.

If I need to resort to stealing things I can sell for a profit, so be it. It’s not about me anymore –  my child deserves a bright future in this dark world and I’m going to do whatever I can to make sure that happens.

Author’s NotesHappy new year and thank you for reading! I have decided to participate in the Monthly SimLit Short Story Challenge this month, organized by LisaBee, EA Game Changer for The Sims 4 and fellow SimLit writer. The theme for this month is to create a character and write their backstory, which another writer will include in their own story in the next few months. I will also continue my own version of Veronica’s story and include other writers’ characters.

I look forward to reading what other writers do with Veronica! If you plan to include her in your story, all I ask is that you credit me (a link to my blog would be nice). Feel free to contact me on The Sims forums with any questions you may have – otherwise, the rest is up to you! She is uploaded to the Gallery under the hashtag #MSSSC (my Origin ID is divanthesimmer and the household name is Grey).

I kindly invite you to please read all the stories entered for this challenge at the end of the month and vote for your top three choices in both categories (Novice and Veteran), meaning you will have a total of six votes. Any vote that doesn’t contain three votes in each category will be thrown out, so please vote for three Novice stories and three Veteran stories!


Veronica’s childhood home, Family Mansion, was originally created by findjoo and modified by petrucelli76, which can be downloaded from the Gallery.