Keeping up with... Kamryn?

Keeping up with... Kamryn?

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My name is Kamryn Collette. I am 16 years old, and I live with my dad in New York. My dream since I was a little girl was to be a model, like the ones on magazine. But instead I am a waitress at a restaurant names Cherüge. It is a five star restaurant in the heart of New York City that I would never be able to afford to eat at. I pay the bills at home. My dad spends the little money he makes as the custodian at school on beer and cigarettes - and who knows what else. One day, I came home to my father's body on the floor. He had a needle in his arm and an empty body in the other hand. I was sure I was going to be sent to an orphanage - until I read his will. The last name I expected to see in his will was the name... Kardashians.
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My name is Jordannye Elizabeth Katherine Taylor Michael Jackson. I am now old enough to explain about myself and the first few years I've had on this earth. I was two years old when I was left on the steps of The Children Of Tomorrow orphanage Of Santa Fe, California, by my abductor that I innocently called "daddy." I lived two years with him in complete terror, hell, and abuse. Then a bright light shone when he finally gave me away and I was left In an orphanage, but i didn't really have a chance of being adopted. After all, who would want a little two year old girl with bruises, cuts, and scars all over her and was too meek To speak? Then I was adopted by the king of pop, Michael Jackson. After that, my life became better by the millimeter. Then, something happened that made me realize that I've been living in complete lies. Copyright 2014, October 26. This story is the private property of MichaelJackson_3312. Any other copies or rewrites will be prosecuted.

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