Story Time Animated

“Hey, you did a great job on the test yesterday. Keep it up” Mr. Johnson said as I walked past him.

“Thank you, sir,” I replied, smiling. I knew I was going to ace the test, so it wasn’t a big deal for me. I’m pretty sure I had the highest scores in the whole class. 

I continued to walk until I got to my locker then I put in my code and opened it to retrieve my Chemistry Textbook when I was confronted with a foul smell. The smell hit me so hard that I had to take a few steps back. I looked up the locker to investigate the source of the smell and found out that it was manure, most probably the ones used for the various plants that could be found all over the school.

Who could do such a thing? I wondered. 

I was getting really vexed when the answer to my question suddenly presented itself before me. I was sure that this was the doing of Anne and her two friends; Agnes and Gloria. Throughout the semester they had always tried to make life difficult for me in whatever way they could. If they were not hiding my textbooks, they were spreading false rumors about me saying I did something which I had no idea about, but this time I had had enough. 

I walked straight to the principal’s office, but his Secretary told me to wait a little since he was still attending to someone. I sat in the reception, stewing in my anger, and after a few minutes, Anne walked out of his office, smiling. As soon as she saw me, her smile grew wider and more mischievous, as if to taunt me about what she had done to me. I entered the principal’s office to file my complaint.

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“Avery! I sent ten thousand dollars to your account. You need to leave your current location because I think someone spotted you!”

“What?”

“There’s a random picture of you online. Conspiracy theorists are starting to say all kinds of things; that you were abducted by aliens, that your mom locked you up somewhere and now, that you’re in hiding for doing some kind of crime. People will come up with anything. You just have to stay out of the spotlight until we can go ahead with our plan.”

“Okay Sandra. I’ll leave now. Thanks for telling me.”

“You’re welcome. Oh, and put on a red wig or something so that people don’t notice you.”

You might be wondering who Sandra is. She’s my celebrity mom’s assistant. You might also be wondering what our plan is? Well, we’re going to sue my mom, get her thrown into prison and take all her money. Why? Because she’s the absolute worst human being on the planet - and if you don’t believe me you definitely will as I continue my story.

When I was very young, my parents divorced and I stayed with my mom – but I was raised by her assistants all my life as she was too busy to ever look after me. It’s okay though – they were fun. And I had lots of cool stuff – the best room a girl could imagine, all the latest toys! I went to a private school so unlike many celebrities’ kids, I had a social life and friends who were fun to play with.

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I was told not to say this, but for the longest time I always wished I was someone else or at least had another body. As far back as I could remember I was always the prettiest girl around, and from as little as five years old, even strangers approached me and told me how lovely I was and what a beautiful smile I had, even when I tried to hide it. Sometimes I got tired of the compliments and decided to look as unattractive as I could by wearing ill-fitting clothes or not smiling, but it seemed like no matter what I did, I could never hide my beauty. 

To make matters worse, I knew how to play a lot of instruments, more than I could count. 

My dad recognized my fascination for music and was extremely happy. He decided to teach me as much as he could and we spent almost every free time we had together playing musical instruments. He started from the piano, and I could see him grinning from ear to ear as I quickly picked it up and learned to play it. The day I finally mastered it, we went out to my favorite restaurant and I was allowed to order whatever I wanted.

"Can I have a chocolate chip ice cream?" 

"Of course you can, sweetie. But if i were you i wouldn't eat too much of it" 

"Why?" 

"Too much ice cream can destroy your teeth, and no one wants to listen to a piano player with missing teeth." 

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“Dad! Mum! Look at my design. Look! Look!” I dragged my parents to the living room.

“Oh no. Oh my”. My mom screamed and fainted but my dad caught her before she could hit her head on the floor. 

“Dad, what’s wrong with mom?”

“Nothing much, honey. Her brain is just too tiny, it doesn’t have the capacity to behold neither talent nor beauty. She’s too small minded, my darling but you, oh you! You are talent itself and I am proud of you, give daddy a big hug!” He stretched forth his hands and I ran into them. 

“By the way, next time you want to create such an amazing drawing, do it in the art studio, okay? Never on the walls so your mom doesn’t faint again, do you understand me, honey?”

“Understood!”

“Amazing! Let me take your mom to her room.”

“I’ll go with you!”

As we walked up the stairs with my unconscious mom, I took one last glance at the massive childlike drawing that now covered the entire living room wall which used to be a clear white. I was an artist!

That was so many years ago but I remember it like it was just yesterday. Art has always been a passion of mine and once my dad noticed that I had a thing for drawing and painting, he immediately had an art studio set up for me.

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“TELL ME ALL YOU KNOW!”

“NO! NEVER!”

I zapped her with the taser again.

“AHHHHHH!”

“I SAID, TELL ME ALL YOU KNOW!”

“FINE!” My mom started crying. “Fine, I’ll tell you.”

So. You’re probably wondering why I’m interrogating my mom. Well, it’d make more sense if I started from the beginning.

Before I was born, my parents were rich. Not MEGA rich, but they had a mansion, so I guess they were pretty rich. Anyway, you could say they had a pretty perfect life. Until, I came along. I’m what you’d call a “devil”, perse. I like trouble. I seek trouble. I LOVE trouble. *evil giggle* One time, when I was about 3 years old, I set fire to my parents’ Porsche cos I was bored. *evil laughter* Ahh, good times. *clears throat* Anyway, my parents’ perfect life completely changed once I came into the picture. They had to deal with vandalism, bills, angry principals, angry neighbours - all that jazz. So you can imagine their disappointment when they found out Mom was pregnant. I was about 7 years old at the time. They brought home a baby boy, and as soon as I laid eyes on him, I knew - I was going to protect him.

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Such a stressful day! 

I opened the door to my luxurious apartment and went straight for my bed when I noticed something unusual.

Someone had been in my house! Oh my God!

My stuff was littered across the floor and when I looked closely, I noticed that most of them were missing!

“Goodness! My flat screen tv, laptop, dvd, home theater, iPad, iPhone, AirPods. Omg!”

All my gadgets were gone! I ran straight into my studio. I’m sure that the riff raff, whoever it was, had no idea that there were cameras all over my house! I selected the CCTV recording and fast forwarded it until I saw the robber break in.

Wait a minute! Was that my boyfriend?

Hi! I’m Summer!

I came from a generational farming clan. Everyone before me was a farmer and everyone after me was going to be a farmer. This was our destiny and everyone accepted it without question.

Farming was a natural gift that we were all born with, whatever we touched blossomed and we made good money from it too so imagine my parents’ surprise when I told them that I wasn’t interested in farming. 

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“Look! It’s him! He winked! He’s the chosen one!”

“My son! I’m so proud! This is the best day of my life!”

My parents picked up my twin brother Damian and embraced him like he was some kind of treasure. They left me alone with the nurse.

Of course I don’t remember the day of my birth but later on in my life, my aunt told me that’s how it happened. From the very first day my parents decided that Damian was special and that I, Peter, was ... well... rubbish.

You might be wondering why. Well, my parents belonged to some weird kind of cult. When the leader found out that my mom was pregnant with twins, he told her that he got a vision from the heavens that one of us would change the world – that one of us was extremely special.

“But how will I know which one it is?”

“The first baby to open his eyes is the one. He is a prophet and he will be our next leader.”

An ordinary parent would probably be like “What the heck?” but my mom and dad were totally brainwashed and believed everything they were told.

So as you can probably guess, my childhood wasn’t the best. I think my earliest memory is when I was three years old. My parents took Damian and I to the place where they worshiped and as soon as we walked in, everyone stood up and the leader came to pick Damian up. Everyone stretched their hand out and they looked like they thought that Damian was some sort of angel on earth. He was put to sit on a nicely decorated chair in the front of the room and my parents left me with some old people in the back. They paid absolutely no attention to me and the leader kept telling everyone how special Damian was.

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"Makeda! Keshon!"

Mrs. Abbot, the Head of the orphanage, screamed at us. 

Keshon swung at me but I dodged his blow and punched him in the stomach. Before I could deliver another blow, Aunty Pearl, one of the workers at the orphanage, held my hand. 

That night I went to bed without dinner.

Life at the orphanage was tough but my life was about to change. Continue watching my story to see how!

With a birthmark as big as mine on my face, I was a target for cruel words at the orphanage. Anyone who even thought about saying anything to me would be floored in 3 seconds flat. 

One afternoon Aunty Pearl pulled me aside and handed me a pallet of makeup when I was 12yrs old.

"You can't fight everyone so let me help you cover it up."

Aunty Pearl gave me my first makeup lesson that day. One problem was I couldn't wear waterproof makeup because I was allergic.

At age 14, Aunty Pearl walked into my room.

"I have great news," her eyes lit up. "Ms. Abbot wants you downstairs in the office asap. There is a couple that wants to meet you."

I danced around the room before I quickly composed myself and headed to the office.

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"So, are you excited?" My best friend Sam asked as we packed our stuff.

It was our final day of college and we were getting ready to leave.

"Excited about what?"

"Come on Ricky. Your parents are loaded and they have a fancy job waiting for you. I, on the other hand, have my brother's couch waiting for me."

Sam was right, my parents owned one of the biggest law firms in the country. In a few weeks, I'd be joining them, putting my law degree to good use. I couldn't wait!

"I'll talk to them about offering you a position at the firm."

"Really? What if they say no?" 

"Dude don't worry, my parents will never say no to me."

However, a few days later, when I spoke to mom about it, I was in for a rude shock.

"Absolutely not. We're not going to give Sam a job just because you asked." 

"But mom, I promised him!"

"Why would you do such a thing? We are not a charity organization, Ricky."

 I really pleaded with her but she didn't budge so I had to go over to Sam's house and give him the bad news. 

"I'm really sorry, I was so sure they'd take you."

"Don't worry about it. Come on, tomorrow is your first day, let's celebrate!" Sam said cheerfully and put his arm around my shoulder. 

I had expected Sam to be mad at me but he wasn't. What a cool friend I had!

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Even getting out of bed in the morning is thrilling in my home. I roll out of bed and plummet to the net below. Bouncing on it wakes me up, so I can climb the remaining 50 feet of rope and silk and finally land safe and sound on the ground… Only to find myself surrounded by lions!

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I usually spend my days running from one place to another, and that day was no different. I’m always delivering wigs, carrying sacks of peanuts and helping set up the food stands, but it’s worth it, especially for that night. That night, our circus was in that city for the first time ever!

“Here’s the wig you asked for, mom” I said as I walked through the beads on my parents’ tent entrance. 

“Thanks, pumpkin” She said. She was sitting at her vanity doing her makeup. I could tell something was off, because her hand was shaking as she applied lipstick. I was about to ask what was wrong when my dad strutted in. He was getting ready for the show by lifting his huge weights. He put them down and his arms were shaking. 

“Getting weak, aren’t you?” I laughed. 

“Watch who you call weak, kid” He grumbled. My dad was super strong though, I mean that was his whole act, so I didn’t know why he was shaking. 

“Are you guys okay? You both seem nervous” I said to my parents. 

“We’re fine, sweetie, go finish getting ready for the show” said my mom. As I was leaving I turned around and saw my dad rubbing mom’s shoulders, and whispering. 

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