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[/size][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px; background-color: #98C0E6][justify][sub][color=#204364]Seeing the look on her face I kind of knew what was going on, I always had to be careful with who got my number or anything like that. Sighing I took the phone and stood up and kind of paced. "No comments today, don't call this number again." I hung up and handed the phone back to her and fell back onto the bed. Covering my eyes and running my hands through my hair and frustration.
Sometimes I hated being famous, I hated the constant hounding by media. I hated the lies that they created and people actually believed them making people hate me. How I can't do anything with my family out in public with out some pictures being taken or people freaking out because they think I'm doing stuff I'm not. "Sometimes I wish people would just forget my name...Forget I exist." I muttered to myself as I laid there on the bed, keeping my eyes closed and covered.
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[size=6pt]★ trek

