Hi, my name is Valerie, and this is my story.
This isn't gonna be some cliché story where I hide all of my problems from you. No, this isn't a story with secrets. It's a story about a girl, who faces the real world. You may think I'm the perfect sister, with a perfect face, a perfect body and a perfect personality, just because my brother is famous. But that's not the case here. I'm not going to lie, I selfharm, I starve myself, I get panic attacks and I probably have anxiety. He doesn't know a thing, no one does. This isn't anything beautiful, it isn't romantic, it's a tragedy. Causing pain upon youself isn't romantic nor beautiful, it's a hell. Once you're in, the chance of getting out is small. It exists, but it's a really small chance, and I'm not sure if I'll be able to get out of this evil cycle.
This is my story about how I try to find a reason to live.
Copyright to me, I don't know how to write that little special c in a ring but yeah. :)
"Just come to the party it'll be fun May please I want you to meet my friend Michael he's so cool please" Ashton said
"Fine I'll go" I said
But I didn't think my older brother would dare me to do something as crazy as he did and I didn't think I was stupid enough to do it either but that's not the day that changed my life the day that changed my life was when the schools hottest guy asked me out I said yes and he broke up with me when he got what he wanted but little did I know that 9 months later my life would change forever