i was told had everything any girl could ask for, known by the most richest and famous people in the world, a mansion of my own, cars, beauty, and even the man of my dreams. That's the person I play, not the girl I am or want to be. People die at the chance of money and fame. Dignity and loyalty get thrown out the window. Me? I wish I could have had a choice in mine. I'm sitting here, in what I always called my sanctuary, accompanied by a pool of myself, dripping until I'm dead. Who am I you ask? Well, let me tell you my story.