A life as a celebrite
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Well to start with my name is sierra I'm 12 and I like to enjoy to read a book and write books,just to warn you I'm not an good speller or writer so just tell me if it is good.
Once in a life time I always wanted to be a celebrity,but I couldn't because I couldn't sing couldn't dance couldn't do anything but then one day I decided to take leasons from people how to a celebrity to become famous and travel around the world one day someday,and that someday will be today when I'm 16 I want to be in Mimi and with no money no family 16 middle of Mimi hahah I stole it from iggy but then I had 3withches one which was I which I knew a life as a celebrity then that day I was a celebrity and then I could sing and dance and do everything that a celebrity could to do and that was a great thing.
Sorry for the short story
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