I wasn't always this famous. I didn't have the fancy limos, 17 tony awards and I certainly didn't have fans screaming my name every time I walked into a building. I wasn't born famous, I didn't have famous parents. At least that was what I was told. My life is a little more complicated than what it may seem. I was just born as Eleanor Jane Smith, your typical Californian girl.
I was born in San Diego. My parents were Angela Smith and Robbert Smith. They weren't rich like many parents up my street but hey were alright. My mother would send me to my babysitter when I was 3 years old. I never liked the babysitter. She was mean and horrible plus she had a pimple the size of Mount Everest. But I had to put up with her for my mothers sake. I bet you are wondering where was my father during my traumatising experience with the most horrible baby sitter. Well it's a simple story of he joined the military and got sent away to fight for our country. I miss him. But I never show it when he's on video call with me. He thinks I'm his brave little girl. Well...for now I don't think I am. So in other words my early stages of childhood was not the best but at least I made a friend. Her name was Tiana Mansfield and she was very pretty. She always had my back when people bullied me about my weight or my height. She was the perfect friend and if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be who I am today.
