Somebody once asked me asked me how I was so lucky. At the time I thought I was too. I had the perfect family, perfect grades and a boyfriend that I loved. Not to mention I was head cheerleader and one of the most popular girls at school. People liked and accepted me for being myself. At least, I thought so. But that was then, and this is now.

Now, I don't know even know who I am. I became cold and distant after the one thing I truely I cared about was taken from me. I was blind sighted. I was once this happy optomistic girl who always wore bright colored clothes and a smile on my face. But that part of me died the I should have. My names Vanity

And This
This Is My Story...