The Job a Million Girls Would Kill For.

The Job a Million Girls Would Kill For.

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication jeu., mai 19, 2016
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Fiction
Romance
Ever Wonder what it's like being a model? a million girls out there have thought the same thing, Imagine the endless gowns and flawless and the attention you would receive. Emily has always imagined models as starved, attention-seeking girls, Only when she gets spotted by a teen modeling company and starts to consider her career. Watch Emily as she fights her own battles when joining a career she had never even thought about. Emily finds herself as a more tomboy sort of person, she then realises that she is becoming the person she would fear to become, she then learns about what's important.
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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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