Being the best

Disclaimer: Owneth Power Rangers I do not...

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She wanted to be the best. She craved it. The applause. The praises. The attention. Yes, the attention. One of the reasons she tried to succeed in everything she did. She wanted to be the best. Pop singer of the year. Winner of 4 Olympic medals and, hopefully, counting. World Fencing champion. One of the world's best models. Her first single hit the charts in a week. And reached number one in a few more days. She was on more magazine covers than she could remember. And now to add to the list- she was a Power Ranger. The Pink Ranger. B Squad's Pink Ranger. OK, so maybe the best Power Ranger team right now was the A Squad. But hey- one day she would replace them. She would be the best of the best.

Sometimes she wondered why she always wanted to be the best. Sometimes she didn't get it, why being the best was the best. It was stressful. The pressure was intense. As if everyone was out to get you. Any slip or mistake and BAM an article is run on a tabloid. Any stumble and it might make front page news. Plus constant critisim. People pointing, staring, whispering, spreading untrue rumors about her. She hated it. SHe hated lies and deception. Why couldn't everyone just stop spreading lies and rumors? That would make everyone's lives easier. Sometimes she just wanted to give up, to just slack and relax. Not rushing off from a photo shoot to another then back to the academy and to another photoshoot. Everything was so chaotic.

Then she remembered why. To impress her parents. To let them know that she could be and is the best. That she could be a daughter for them to be proud of. Her parents were filthy rich, so why wouldn't their daughter be wonderful and perfect? Be the best. Not some average looking, average sounding, just plain average person. No she had to be perfect. So her parents won't loose face. So that they could boast about her achievements, as if she were a trophy instead of a kid. So that they could be proud.

No, she must perserve. Maybe one day, just one day, all the pressure and strain would be gone. Maybe one day...

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I typed this out using my new lap top. OMG it's so awesome and smooth! Please review.

Blackie Frogz