Don't be Yourself!! (On Hold, Sorry!)

Don't be Yourself!! (On Hold, Sorry!)

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Whatever you do, don't be yourself! That's my motto. I'm going into the acting career so, it's more fun to just always be somebody different all the time- instead of just on the set. I hate being myself, because I've never been accepted as just being me. It's easier for me to forget who I really am and just dive into a fictional person. So, my name is Paige and I'm coming from Pierre, South Dakota where I lived with my mother, step-father and big brother named Mikey. I was home schooled, so they won't expect any background files. I dyed my hair from the black it once was to a medium brown. I am wearing colored contacts to take my obnoxious blue eyes, to a brown, almost black. I spent about maybe a month in the sun so now I have an olive tan kind of skin tone, which is lovely with my new look. However, it is like I am playing a cat and mouse game with my father. My real father. My mother's last words told me to find him so I could know who it is I am. He has been leaving me hints, but he won't show himself and I am told it is because somebody is out to get him. I have told people I gave up on it but that is the last thing I will ever do. I need to know who, or what, I am. Supposedly, he has the answers. So, I am running around the United States, looking for him. I smile and carry my bag onto the plane, only looking forward to the new future that awaits me. There's no going back, I am now Paige Moore.
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The End

Being yourself is one of the hardest things we will ever have to do in this world. We are constantly judged and ridiculed for doing something that's against the norm of society. My school makes it one hundred times harder to be yourself because it's so preppy and full of people who look like they're going to the Oscars, when in fact, they're actually going to Chemistry. It's not easy going to this school because I don't know how to interact with these people. So I just avoid them. ^^ That's what I thought when I first started junior year in high school. I was one of them. I was one of the people who instantly judged people on how they look, or who they are. I was someone who always expected certain people to do certain things and wear certain things. They had molded me into one of their own. But I wasn't a popular person that everyone looked up to, I was someone on the bottom of the totem pole who was looking up. I was judging the popular people. But little did I know that one popular person, a gun shot, and one decision would be the end of all that. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (A/N: I still suck at descriptions. The book is better, trust me.)

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