I’m gonna tell you my story.
I’m living in a town near Hamburg in Northern Germany.
I moved here in 2005 with my Mama (♥) and my creepy lovely sister Clara.
We moved in April, and in May I celebrated my ninth birthday.
Before we moved here, we lived in a cute little town named Bad Nauheim
near Frankfurt, Germany, and we were lucky there. When my mother told me we were going to move, I started crying, and I cried for a long, long time. I thought this would be the end.
Clara and me, we had lots of friends in Bad Nauheim. We lived with Mama, Dad and our half-sister Sabrina who is ten years older than me, in a house we built on our own. There were lots of other children in the neighborhood, and they all were our friends. We celebrated barbecue parties in the Summer and we built igloos in the Winter. We laughed a lot. We were absolutely happy.
When we moved to Northern Germany, Clara was in first grade in school, and I was in fourth. She soon made many friends in her class, but I just had one best friend. Her name was Nina and she was two years older than me. I was eight and in fourth grade, and all the children were older than me. I had skipped the first grade and because of that, I’m always the youngest in class, one or two years younger than the other children. In Bad Nauheim, this wasn’t a problem; I knew all the children from kindergarten and we were friends. But in Northern Germany, things were different. Children skipping the first grade were kind of abnormal. I was a freak.
When my parents separated, my world collapsed. I went to Highschool soon. My best friend Nina went to another school and made new friends while I stayed alone in OD Highschool.
But I started to made a decision.
I wanted to be famous, successful, great.
I wanted everybody to know my name.
I wanted to go to Hollywood, be a legend.
I wanted to be like the people in the glossy magazines, the people on Perez Hilton.
I wanted to be a star.
I still want to be a star. I still want all those things, being famous and successful. I’m sort of perfectionist. I’mma get it.
Dreams can come true. And I want my dream to come true.