I want to be a model

I want to be a model

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So, this book is about my journey about becoming a model. When I was younger I was skinny, but when I started elementary school I gained "few" kilos and at the end of elementary school (14 years old) I was made fun of it. Then I lost weight durin summer before hig school. And now here I am. I'm a 16 year old who wants to be a model. I have 72 kilos and I think I'm 175 cm tall. So, if you want to follow me on my yourney then follow this book because I will post every day my diet and exercise plan, what I eat in a day and much more. Lets do this!
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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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