Hi, I'm Kristen Spelling and you might not believe me, but I'm a Kardashian. I know it sounds crazy but it's true, cross my heart and hope to die. My mom is Kris Kardashian. I'm seventeen and as you know so is Kylie Jenner. My dad says that Kris was with him while she was pregnant with Kylie, but when I was born my dad took me with him. We live in San Fernando Valley. I watch KUWTK just like everyone else and I wish that I was living with them like everyone else. Except I'm the only person who is a Kardashian who isn't in the show. I don't mind watching it though. I feel bad for my mom though, being divorced and all. I've always wanted to hug her though. I would never argue with her, I would always be with her. I just want my mom. Whenever I was sad before, I'd sit in front of the TV while the show was on and tell her my problems. My dad left me two months ago when he married Joyce Victory. Now I live alone in a small apartment. I feel so alone. I kind of want to go to her house and tell her. One day I will, when the bills come in.
It's been two months and the bills have come in. I've decided to take my Dad's old car to my mom's house.
I've arrived at the gates to the Jenner house. It's only five-forty so she ought to be home. I knocked on the front door. Kylie answered. "Who are you?" She asked. "I need to speak to Kris Jenner, it's important." I said. She nodded and led me to the kitchen. Kris was talking to Khloe, Kim, and Kourtney. I was suddenly very shy. "Oh um, Kris Jenner, I'm your daughter, Kristen Spelling." I announced.
