I Know Deep Down

Once upon a time in the land of Nova Scotia, Canada there lived a girl . . . no she wasn’t a princess, nor was she a fairy nor an actress – although she did strive for that. She was just a normal girl with a normal life. Yes that dreadfully normal girl is me, I’m Pandora Stone. Okay maybe my life isn’t exactly as boring as I made it out to be, I mean I have five siblings to spice it up along with two parents I swear are mentally ill. I’m meaning naming one of their daughters Rosetta Stone can’t possibly be sane. Hey I guess that’s what you get for having parents who are majors in mythology, maybe I’m not meant to live a perfectly normal life since last time I checked the average girl’s first boyfriend when they were twelve wasn’t Harry Styles. Yes the freaking Harry Styles. So forget what I’ve already told you, I’m not a normal girl. I’m not a princess. And I’m not a fairy. Can I be classified as an actress yet though? I am going to fool the whole world after all.