from keziah to lorena

My name was suppose to be Keziah. As short as this six-letter word. But my father instead tortured me as Maria Lorena. * Sigh* Appears to be the name of every neighborhood’s grandma. Lorena. Lorena. Lorena. The sound of these 3-syllabic name scare the hell out of me. Boy, am I so mean? (smiles) I would be so jealous meeting cool names at school that I would end up wishing to wake up with a different name. Names like Summer or Margaret. Geez..I’d kill for those name. (smiles again. devilishly this time).

But I’m glad that high school years bring Maria Lorena to this land where you can find six feet under. People start calling me with Limbing. My most legendary moniker or nickname. Actually, Limbing, represents who I really am. I mean the bubbly and funny creature. A true unique person.

So would you do me the favor of calling me Limbing instead of Lorena?