My Story

My Story

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This book is about me about most of the things i have not told anyone about my life. About what things i had to go through like my dad. The people i would love to thank to get this story running are my friends (Aaliyah Medina, Corina birthwright(my crush),Brody Prater,Patrick Missey(I guess he's my friend), And Kaitlin Shilling (I guess she my friend).And i would love thank my family ( my sister trania, my dad( kinda i hate the guy if you read you will know why) and My mom.Oh and a special thanks to Sydney willburn my best friend you guys should follow her at sydney willburn no space.
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You can read the uncut version of this book over on https://archiveofourown.org/works/61769338 Life could be so unfair, everyone adored my big sister Ava, yes everyone. Ava was the most popular girl in school, she was outgoing, beautiful, and shone like a radiant star. Our parents told her she could easily be a model or anything she wanted really, and Ava with all the confidence of a film star strode through life dazzling all in her wake. She had thousands of followers on her Instagram, Whatsapp, and Tic Toc, and what did I have. Well I had a creative streak and an introverted nature, and I lived in Ava's shadow. The only reason it seemed anyone spoke to me was to get my big sister's attention. I felt like a butler or a handmaiden to a Queen. It was like I never had my own identity. No one saw me at all, until that one day someone did, and I remember it like yesterday. Did I make a good decision probably not, would I do it again, I am unsure. But just once someone noticed me, yes me, and it felt so good. It was good at first, but by the time I had realized the good would never last, the jaws of the trap were closed. I was far away and at his mercy, and yet another stood by me, one who could rescue me from my mistakes.

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