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My name is Natalie Manre Fincover. I'm 18 years old, I have brown thick mid-back length hair and dark brown eyes, almost black. I wouldn't rank myself necessarily "pretty" if you will, but i wouldn't say I was "ugly" either I was just average. When I was 14 my mom, Stacey Gour Fincover, and my dad, George Manre Fincover divorced, that's when my world came crumbling down before me and one year later the 15 year old me and my now single dad moved from Toronto, Canada, to L.A..

When we moved it was pretty brutal, we had hardly any money, about a suitcase or 2 full of clothes for the both of us and nowhere to go. After many hopeless nights of begging and even having to stay at a homeless shelter my dad finally got a job, as a paparazzi, it wasn't the best but after a while it was enough to keep food on the table and a roof over our heads. Now, three years later, my dad still works at that job struggling every day to keep me healthy and happy. My dad works pay-check to pay-check to get the rent and bills paid every mouth and no matter how many times I offer to get a job to help, my dad refuses because he think if he lets his daughter work before she has moved out then he is a bad father. I for one completely disagree because I see many people that I are 16, that I don't think have moved out, working but no matter how much I try and reason with him, he denies.

My father hasn't gotten much good 'dirt', as some people would say, on celebrities in a while and if he doesn't get something soon he might get fired. Sooner or later something comes up allowing my dad to get the money he needs to take care of the both of us. But that little 'plan' he has in his head involves me and someone's personal life. My whole life changed after meeting him.... Now was it for the better or the worst?

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