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This story is a true story. Names have been changed for confidentiality.
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My name is Kora Channel. My ancestors nor current living family did not start the famous fashion company. We just are a decent sized family all born and raised in Michigan. I have 3 siblings that consists of two sisters and a brother, I am the fourth and last child. My oldest sisters name is Esme Channel she is twenty one, My brothers name is James Channel he is nineteen, and my second oldest sisters name is Amethyst Channel she is seventeen. I am the youngest amongst the batch and at the age of fifteen I honestly think I've had quite a life. My parents divorced when I was just one and a half years old after a failed attempt to save their marriage (having a baby, aka me).

My mom has quite a list of significant others she has rung up but my dad on the other hand... He got married about 7-8 years ago to a woman named Lacey Blue, she has four children as well. Three girls and one boy just like my dad, except different order. Lacey's oldest daughter is Michelle Blue she is nineteen, her second oldest daughter is named Stacy Blue she is seventeen, her third daughter is Alex Blue she is fifteen (she is probably the most troubled), and her youngest son is named Colten Blue he is eleven.

I use to have two step siblings on my moms side but she ended up alone after that anyway, don't worry I'll get to that story later. But now I'll tell you a little bit about myself but not appearance. I'm the fourth child so I'm the good child who is shy and doesn't do anything bad because they have watched all of their siblings fuck up. But all of these years being the one who minded her own business and followed order, are starting to change. I am shy still, so that means I don't have a lot of friends but I have enough to be content and hang out once in a while. But the best quality about me is that I'm almost invisible to people that I actually want to see me. I've been bullied through the years but when I was in middle school it hit HARD.

Sixth grade wasn't too bad, I didn't care or think much about what people thought but I guess I was a loser and I never really listened to them. Seventh grade I was called fugly to my face multiple times by some popular guys and also just called ugly in general. I guess it didn't help that I had two gorgeous, social, and popular best friends. But I didn't mind, I was quite happy most of that school year. Then in eight grade I had boy troubles and people made up rumors about us and called him and I names. All three of my parents lost their jobs in December so I was stressed out of my mind about the boy and family, which meant I got some acne. Then the guy started calling me a bitch and stuff and so we ended, making that hard on me and I lost all of my friends because everything got worse and I was so depressed. Everyday I would just put my hair in a French braid and I wore jeans and crew necks.

Not saying that I'm not getting bullied still but it doesn't effect me as much now that I saw that these people saying these things have shitty judgement for everything. I've been through some emotional shit through the years, I think, if you don't think it's sad then that's okay. You didn't live my life and maybe I might be more fragile.

Shall I start at the beginning?