A King Without a Crown by Jose A Lares

A King Without a Crown by Jose A Lares

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Arës is a young man wise beyond his years and empathetic towards the world, within good reason. It is normal for someone like him to feel exiled from the world when all everyone seems to care about is the physical and materialistic aspects in life. His biggest aspiration is to help the world to care more about each other than they do about looks. He beliefs this could be achieved through loving oneself. Unfortunately, in the modeling and fashion industry these beliefs are something that are dismissed more often than he'd like. It's funny how a hobby could turn into a job, and you end up working ten times more than the rest just to spread the love you have for yourself and the world.
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Ana

Life as a child was amazing. Your weight didn't matter. Your clothes didn't matter. Your parents money didn't matter. All that mattered was who you were going to play with, but that's all gone now. My sister hates me, my mom has no time for me, and my dad, well he left me. My life has been one whirlwind after another. Except I'm content with it, till it all comes crashing down. Every television, billboard, and magazine is covered with models. Models that are supposed to be role models, for us. Perfect face, perfect body, perfect life. I have none of those things. All my life I've never cared that I was over weight, and didn't wear makeup. Who knew a boy could change all of that? That's when I decided to starve myself, force myself to look like the girls in the magazines. Who knew all I was doing was slowly killing myself? Life likes to play games, except my game is called Ana and I don't think I will survive. (unedited) Cover by: MadHatter_25

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