Prologue

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I was just born that my father waiting from me to be the first women in F1. But who was he is disappointment when I always found a way to refuse drive à karts. I wasn't his dad's daughter, I wasn't what he wanted what he expected. But I was her mother's daughter, I wanted to be like her, a journalist.

As a child, I went every weekend to the car race that my father managed. He took care of people my age who wanted to be a pilot. It was there that I met, my best friend as well as my first boyfriend and my worst and best friend.

I was happy at that time at least I was trying because it's hard to see her father behave like a real father with children who were not even his. It is also this attitude that made my mother angry and one day she had had enough and divorced.
I moved to Paris with my mother which took me away from my friends and my boyfriend, at the time it broke my heart but things happened that I managed to keep in touch with my best friend who came to see me in Paris.

When I had finished my studies I made a request to join the formula1 in journalism or as a content creator of course I do not have a direct answer at least not before some of my friends start talking about me and raising my request which was therefore accepted.

At the end of my high school my mother got sick, I had to go to university but I preferred to cancel and stay close to my mother. I was afraid for her, afraid of losing her, in 1 year her condition was to be engraved. On October 20, 2020, after 1 year of fierce fighting, she lost to cancer.
It was a tragedy for me, my few friends whose childhood friend came to support me, my father I don't know what he had become.
Since that day, I have drowned in my studies. For my mother I had to succeed, to honor her, I had to keep my commitment.

Since Childhood- F1FANFICTION CHARLES LECLERCWhere stories live. Discover now