Chapter1

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[Red in multimedia]
My real name is Laura but they all call me Red because I have red hair, let me tell you a little bit about myself: I have lots of freckles and cold blue eyes, I am a little bit taller than my age, I love fashion and I live in New York. It was hard finding my thing and my art, I was sure I was going to be an artist. I am a photographer trying to see the world from another angle, so I travel all over the world to see people and different cultures and of course... take pictures of them, I want people to see that there isn't only pollution and horrible people all over the world. Of course, the first place I am going to see is the place I live, in New York you can see thousand of unique and amazing people and they all burst out of personality and art it self. People tell me I should be a model, but I don't want to. I don't want to be the one in front the camera, I want to be the one behind it.


I have one best friend who I will never forget in my life, she is the reason I am doing what I like. Because there was a part in my life where I was super unsure of myself and I doubted my passion and who I was and I was baking out of life, closing the doors to everyone and staying at home doing nothing, questioning myself. And she was next to me telling me I have a talent, she is the only one that cared about me. She was my only family... Her name is Chloe, she is short and is very smart, she corrects me all the time, but it doesn't bug me. She lives with her sister because her parents decided they have to live an independed life, my parents died when I wasn't old enough to walk, since that I have been living with my aunt. Even if she is very nice I have been trying to go live with Chloe all my life but it never worked. Here is an example of the last time I asked her.
Me: Aunt Loretta ( her name is Loretta, my grandparents are very old school) can I go live with Chloe and her sister, her sister is 21 and they are super mature... PLZZZZZZZ

Loretta: NO WAY! Do you remember your last sleep over? you almost burned the house! I won't let you risk your life like that again. If your parents where alive they would have killed me...

And then she started talking about my parents and blablabla. Even if I love my parents and would love to know more about them, I heard her say that speech a thousand times!
The house burning thing was an accident, actually it was more of an experience. we wanted to melt Bueno and forgot that because of the biscuit inside it could burn the entire house, that made a life lesson to learn. On my defense it was fun, luckily Chloe's sister was here to tell us it smelled like a fire. We are 16 year old girls that play childish at sleepovers, not all 16 year old girls do that?
Well the answer was a NO! All the time... I know the question was brutal, but I was sick of pleasing her all the time so she could say no. When I will be older and my sister would die( it will never happen because I have no sister) I would let her kid go live with her friend and the 21 mature friend's sister! ( I know I won't, no parent is cruel enough to let go a kid, I am just mad at Loretta).

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