My name is Isabella Lovato. I am Demi's younger sister. Everyone wants to be Demi's little sister but I would happily give up that title and get adopted by someone else. Wanna know why? then read this story.
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My sister Maddie excitedly jumps on me and wakes me up screaming "OMG BELLA WAKE UP, WAKE UP, WAKE UP NOW" for 10 minutes straight. I finally woke up from my peaceful sleep which was clearly ruined by Maddie. "Omg maddie jesus christ it's a saturday can you just let me sleep?" "NOOOOO Demi is coming home today!!" Said a pumped up Maddie. "Oh no" I thought to myself.
Demi coming home meant that my whole family ignoring me and giving all their attention to the one and only Ms Demetria aka the princess of the house. Demi obviously loved Maddie more than me. Dallas recently moved out to go live with her boyfriend which meant that I have no one to show me love or even a slight bit of affection when Demi arrives. I was also afraid as I have been cutting myself and purging after eating A LOT recently. Since Demi has also suffered from these issues in the past, I was afraid that she will notice the signs but Demi will probably spend all her time on her babygirl Maddie therefore, I don't think I have to be afraid of being caught but I still have to be cautious when I'm around her( just in-case). I also have been getting bullied everyday at school.
My mom came up to my room and interrupted my thoughts and told me to get ready soon and I also realised that Maddie had left my room without me noticing while I was lost in my thoughts. I was dreading this day but I got up and did my morning routine and wore an outfit from my closet.
This is my outfit 👇
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Once I was done dressing up, I went down to wait for Demi like the rest of the family. My mom was cooking a heavy dinner and Maddie was jumping around like some crazy kid. My dad was quitely reading a book. I was sitting on the couch using my phone reading all the hate tweets I was getting from Lovatics(Demi's fans). Lovatics hated me. They always said mean things to me such as "You are so fat and ugly" "Are you adopted?" "How is it possible for demi's sister to be that ugly?" And sometimes they even sent me messages stating that I should kill myself and in all honestly it always gets to me. Suddenly the door bell rang "Oh no" I thought to myself.
