When you look in the mirror what do you see? A beautiful girl? A cute guy? Perfect blonde hair? A body jocks would kill for? Well guess what? When I look in the mirror I see the remnants of a once happy girl.
You see I always had the perfect life... Big house, huge family, money. I was beautiful, popular, nice to everyone, had a killer body. I could have any guy I wanted… but I didn't have any… until well… much, much later in my life.
And yet with everything I had, wasn't quite happy. Do you want to know what made me happy? My family was proud of me. My mother always boasted about how beautiful I was. Dad bragged about how smart his baby girl was. And my brothers… they were just plain proud of their little sis. Every small thing I did never went unnoticed by my brothers. Even if I tripped and fell down the stairs they would of went on and on about how I didn't even get hurt. My nana was proud that I looked just like her and that I was an amazing cook. My papa was just plain amazed with my musical ability. And other grandmother was pleased that I was a devoted Christian… and my other grandfather… well I'll never know if he was ever, ever proud of me.
You see I never knew my father's father. Charlie as we all refer to him as divorced my nana for her best friend. And Charlie treats our family like dirt. I really done know anything about Charlie so I'm going to talk about something else now… hmm? Should I tell you about my new unhappy life?