Have you ever gotten the feeling that maybe your life isn't really yours? Let me back up....to the beginning, to minimize the cryptic feeling you're probably getting. (cue dramatic flashback)
My name is Aspen Harbour. No, this is not some cheesy superhero declaration speech, detailing the obvious, this is my story. I'm a normal 17 year old girl... my life falls apart the second I sense the slightest bit of rejection from a boy, and my biggest problem is not receiving phone reception at any given moment. But to be perfectly honest, I'm full of bullcrap.
See I wish I was that girl, rather, most girls. I have what everyone wants: money, fame, attention, status..blah blah blah. Not to be rude, but I can't imagine why anyone would want the constant feeling of lurking eyes and uncertainty regarding safety, lingering on their mind, constantly. The paparazzi's on my back 24/7 and my parents treat me like some sort of prized pony. My life has been mapped out for me since my birth, I rarely ever hear the word "choice". And when I do, it sends a rush of adrenaline through my body, that optimists call hope, but reality soon sets in.....That so called "choice" is just another manipulation tactic my parents use to convince the world that I'm a superior being.
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