Don't miss the prologue!!! (*whisper*) you'll miss something big!!!!
Tears burned my eyes. Droplets were coursing down the cheeks unchecked which confining with all the misery, distress and guilt that I had been suppressing all these days. Every word from Mom was piercing through me, leading to the deadliest arousal of thoughts. Mom would eventually stop, but she had no idea how her intense words had always triggered some messed up feelings that I had to deal with accordingly. I had to deal with them all ALONE. Just imagining it was enough for me to lose all my hopes at once. Why had everything turned out this way? Why had I changed? I never anticipated a future this bad. Why it had to be me? Why?
My mom had always been the sweetest person I had ever met. She had everything that bound people to call her a perfect lady. Beauty, fame, and respect. I would rather not say people are bound as everyone admires her affectionately. She is a complete package of jealousy to the girls where boys keep wondering who is the luckiest guy she might be dating. Sometimes I myself doubt how this baby-faced woman could have a teenage girl when every single inch of her appearance indicates she is in her twenties. Whenever I tried to figure out her age, a four-year-old girl with a gigantic belly would drift in my mind. That's insanely insane of me to think of her having me at the age of four! Now she must be at her early 30s if it had to be compared with my age. But I never had the guts to ask the BABS about her actual age. Yeah.......I'm one and only daughter of the world-famous singer as well as actress Barbara Agnes.
Sssssshhhhh!!!!...It's a secret as nobody knows the fact. My name is Arlene Agnes. Oh! Sorry.....I am Arlene Andrew, daughter of Mr and Mrs Andrew. That's what it's written in the school and that's what my friends know and that's what it has always been and will always be.
