Who We Aim To Be
Prologue
It all started with an email. That was all it took. My sweet fan fiction best friend, Iliana, sent me an email with only a link in it.
How was I to know that it would lead to this?
I clicked on the link to my computer and found it was to a regular, teenager-based tabloid site, but the content was what confused me. The title to the page was 'Contest Entry'. I internally shrugged and started to fill it out.
Name: Elizabeth Melanie Bradley
Age: 19
Sex: F
Opinion on child abuse:…
What the hell? What did that have to do with anything.
I had been sexually abused as a child by my older brother. I know its sick, but its true. I was never physically abused as a child. I had a very good up-bringing other than my brother, Jimmy.
Everyone knew Jimmy wasn't mentally sound from the age of three when he jumped off a three story house into an empty built-in pool.
My family and I had always been completely against child abuse and always reported it when we saw it happening. My older brother, Howie, was a victim of child abuse because he lived with his dad, as was Jimmy and Clifford. My mom had been married more times than I can count on my fingers and only got pregnant by two guys. Jimmy and Clifford were from my dad only. Howie was only from my mom.
My mom risked everything to make sure I wasn't ever subjected to any kind of abuse. I am grateful to her for that much and make sure that she knows it everyday.
Parent's martial staus:…
You have got to be joking? Why would a contest want to know about whether my parents are married or not. Giving that it was an open-ended type of question I gave as much detail on my parents and step parents as I could.
I never really saw my dad by choice. He lived in Edmond, Oklahoma while I lived in Houston, Texas so it wasn't too hard to get around seeing him.
My mom got remarried a lot, but had been married to my current step-dad for about ten years. He was awesome. He was more like a dad than my real dad.
The crazy questions continued and they got even more crazy. I mean, why would they want to know these things.
The only normal thing they asked was my Skype account name.
Once I filed out the information and it was all said and done, a message popped on my screen that made my heart speed up impossibly and my hands get clammy.
Thank you for participating in our 'Video Date with Taylor Lautner' Contest. If you are chosen as the winner, you will be receive an email notification at approximately six o'clock on the night of your designated coversation with Mr. Lautner. In registering for our contest, you have obliged to our rule that you may not give away any information given to you by Mr. Lautner or you could be subjected to a lawsuit.
Good Luck.
Gasp.