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Happy birthday

(A couple months later)

My 16th birthday was the best yet. It all started when Manson came into my room at 2 am.

"Wha?" I mumbled into the blankets as Manson shook me awake.

"It's very important," He explained.

"Did Pogo set the house on fire again?" I asked.

"Nope, he learned his lesson the first time." Manson said.

"Okay, what is it? I'm tired."

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Manson exclaimed, "It has come to my attention that you were born at exactly 2 am on October 16th."

"Oh, thanks," I mumbled, digging myself under the covers.

"Leonore, what am I going to tell all of the party people downstairs if the birthday girl is asleep?"

"The birthday girl is asleep?" I suggested.

"come on," Manson yanked the covers off of me and then grabbed me before I could squirm away, "I got you a new outfit, and there's a room full of presents for you, you pessimistic Lunatic!"

"Uh, fine, if you promise to let me sleep tomorrow."

"No, you can't sleep tomorrow! You'll be up until 2 am tommorow night doing all of the great things that I have planned for you." I dragged myself out of bed, and went to the door.

"Aren't you an eager beaver!" Manson exclaimed, "sweetie, you've got to put your outfit on first. Tinkerbell pajamas shouldn't be seen in public." I sighed and joined Manson in the bathroom. He layed out the new outfit for me: a dress and a bat bracelet. Then, he helped me down stairs, where a bunch of celebrities had already started to party without us. I hid behind Manson the whole evening, while Pogo happily bounced nearby occasionally chanting the lyrics for "Happy Birthday". Then, somebody put on the stereo and Korn's "Dead Bodies Everywhere" drowned Pogo out. (That's what's playing on my iPhone right now.) After everyone was thoroughly wasted, Manson took me to the present room. And, he wasn't kidding about the room being filled with presents! I opened as many as I could with him and Pogo watching eagerly. Here's some of what I got.

1.) Two corsets from Dita

2.) More jewellery

3.) 5 gift cards to Hot topic

4.) A painting of myself as an angel from Manson

5.) An iPod

6.) a bunch of gift cards to Itunes

7.) a guitar from John 5

8.) a digital camera

9.)money and more money

10.) a dress from Vivienne westwood

11.) Living dead dolls

12.) More lenore comics from Lily Cole

13.) Fabrics and a sewing machine

14.) a gift card to Baskin Robbins from Lisa Marie Presley (how'd she know about my ice cream obsession?)

>I'll stop now, after the presents, Manson took me to the living room and introduced me to all of his rockstar friends that I hadn't met yet. There was Ville Valo, Shragroth from Dimmu borgir, Gaahl from Gorgoroth, Ozzy Osbourne, Jack and Kelly Osbourne, Corey Taylor, Eric Griffin, Wednesday 13, Maynard James Keenan, James Iha, Dimebag Darrell (I know he's dead, but it's my story and Dimebag's awesome!), Jonathon Davis, Billy Howardel, Kerry King, Odderus Urungus, the Jackass guys, Joey Jordison, Trent Reznor, Serge Tankien, Daron Malakion, Christina Scabbia, Tommy Lee, Nikki Sixx, Vince Neil, Jerry Cantrell, Danny Carey, M. Shadows, The Reverand, Zack Vengeance, Tony Iommi, Alice Cooper, etc.

Then, Manson went off to talk to J.T. Leroy and Gottfried Hellwein. (I'm name-droppin' and you love it!) At around dawn, everybody left, muttering about how great a party it was on their ways out. Manson and Dita nodded at and hugged everyone on their way out. Surprisingly, Manson wasn't wasted either. I went to the stairs, ready for sleep.

"Where do you think you're going?" Manson asked, while grabbing me by the waist and pulling me off the stairs.

"Bed," I said quietly.

"Nope, Dita's going to clean up, while I go find a Taco bell for you."

"Taco bell for breakfast?"

"Yes, I know that fake Mexican is your favorite!" It is my favorite, "you may sleep until I come back because you're getting breakfast in bed." With that, he was out the door with car keys in hand. Dita had found a black trash bag and had begun picking up trash and empty beer bottles. I went to go put the cake away, but she stopped me.

"No honey, it's your birthday. You go upstairs and wait for Manson to come back with breakfast." Dita said. I nodded and dragged myself up the stairs. I collapsed face first into my bed and fell asleep on top of the covers.

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I woke up to the smell of Taco Bell, disgusting yet mouth watering. Manson was smiling at me, holding a Taco Bell bag in one hand and a large water bottle in the other. Dita came in carrying a tray. She told me to sit up and unfolded the tray over my lap. then, Manson set out my favorites: Nacho Bell Grande, Beef Mexi melt, and two chalupas.

"I can't eat all this," I said.

"Eat what you can," Manson said. I dug into my fake Mexican feast while Manson watched and ate a half-pound burrito. (Obviously, I'm craving Taco bell right now.) when I was finished with breakfast, Manson instructed me to get ready and change into something nice yet casual. It was 8:30, and Manson said that we had a big day ahead of us.

>I met Manson on the stairs. He escorted me to the limo and our first stop was Best Buy. We walked inside, and Manson gave me a cart.

"Go," was all he said.

"Go where?' I asked.

"Go fill this car with any cd you want. You've got 10,000 songs to fill on your ipod. So, I went on my way. I placed System of a Down, Mudvayne, Disturbed, Dimmu borgir, Gorgoroth, Alice in chains, Nine Inch Nails, Stone Temple Pilots, The Toadies, Black Sabbath, Slayer, AFI, and any other cd I thought sounded interesting into my cart. An hour later, I came back to Manson. He smiled as he looked through my choices.

"I applaud your taste," He said. Then, he put it all on credit and we climbed into the limo with my cds.

"Where to next?" I asked, hoping that it would be as good as the last.

"You'll just have to wait and see," he said with a grin....

You'll just have to wait and see...