Chaos Angels
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As a celebrity child you may think that it's wonderful to be under the spotlights when your mother is one of the most famous activist and singer of the world and your dad is a famous actor as well.
You really think that you have it all but in fact you mostly live your life through your parent's names. When mom was at the peak of her career she got pregnant, she decided with my father that it would be best for the baby to be shield from the outer world. I always hated the fame it seemed it had taken away my childhood, my parents and most importantly my freedom.
I've always been homeschooled but I was at a point of my life where I needed to cope with my loneliness and the comfort zone I've been accustomed to.
I always felt a hole inside of me and I wanted to fill up with something, I really needed to meet people and Ito get some friends. I don't know if it's because I have this strong conception of what friendship is, but I couldn't stand being alone any longer.
After a long struggle I was going to enter in my 9th grade I didn't think that this year would changed my life forever and reveals my family's deepest secrets.
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I know maybe no one will read this story but it has been inspired by my personal experiences turned into a fiction so please do not copy or plagiarize. Sorry in advance for the mistakes I'm not an english native speaker.
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