J.R Pride

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Jasmin Richardson, 6ft white woman, age 19. Jasmin grew up in a good neighborhood, nice neighbors and good education opportunities. Her home life was looked at from the outside as a paradise, she had the fanciest cars, the nicest clothes as well as the 3rd richest parents in the United States. But that was from the outside, she was on the inside. Her father had been the CEO of the top tech company in the United States and her mother was a model.

She had always been compared to her sister and older brother, one had always one upped her no matter how high of grades or how many points she scored. She grew tired of being second, grew tired of feeling like she was never good enough. She started working with a personal trainer to become stronger as well as enhance her dribbling and shooting ability for basketball. Soon enough she was being offered hundred thousand dollar scholarships from some of the top schools throughout the U.S.

But she didn't stop there, she had to be the best, she had to win. Everyone who had thought they were better than her had been proven wrong instantly. She had become prideful and never allowed anyone to belittle her again. She didn't stop at basketball, she had made it all the way to the Olympics for track and field.

One day at a competition she had caught the eye of a stranger in the crowd. As the gun blew she was off, so far ahead it was as if she had super speed. The stranger made his way to where her bag was placed and dropped his card right on the top. At the end of the race, she had recieved the praise she couldn't get enough of and as she wore her medal with her head held high she saw a card sitting directly on top of her other medals.

She parted from the crowd of cameras and fans, picked up the card and was shocked at the company this was from. She paused for a moment but then exhaled her breath..."Here we go again" she whispered to herself.

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