I am a very strong girl. I am the type of person you wanna be on the good side of. In the case you are on my bad side then you may want to steer clear. I am actually probably too strong for my own good. I use my strength to get my way very often I tell people that unless they do this one thing I'll punch them. They always listen after that. It is sorta pitiful watching them cower. I know that even my older sister was scared of me though she doesn't know I used to be more frightened of her, I got over it though. I was not always strong though sure I was physically strong but at one time I would cower at anything cruel my sister said. I am not actually named Coco my real name is actually Michiko. I do not like it though considering that it was the name my sister used. She would joke my name saying that it was a dreadful name. I did not change it till about seven. My parents didn't understand why they said that it was a wonderful name and I had no reason to dislike it. They did not know about the teasing though.

My father was the most wonderful person ever. He died when I was eleven, someone shot him and we never found out by whom. My mother left after that and we do not know where she is, Although she does call every once in a while or that is what I believe because every few weeks we get a call from an unknown somebody who never talks. The number is also untraceable. My father favored me above my sister, she was a rebel, I was an angel no not a perfect angel but much better than Isabella. I made great grades, had many teachers try to get me to skip, I would not skip I just did not want to be even greater than Isabella and annoy her to even greater lengths. I also had another reason.