Lost
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  • Parts 29
  • Time 1h 41m
Complete, First published Jul 23, 2014
Mature
"For the world, you are someone, but for me, you are the world."

   Isn't it just peculiar how your family for example, makes you go with your "mom," even though she never really wanted you in the first place? Demi, (well I mean "mom" since grandma likes to aggervate my soul by calling her "mom") is now who I got to live with for the whole fucking summer. I just hate her. But, as usual, grandma says I can't blame her. She was 17 when mom had me. Especially, since she was doing "bad things" as grandma would put it. But, I know what she meant by that. Drugs. Alcohol. Cutting. Purging. But, she ended up going to rehab. When she came back, she has been teen's "inspiration." They love my mom. My mom loves her Lovatics (that's what they're called, which in complete honesty is a cool word) back. But, she never loved her own daughter the same way she loved them.
I'm Stella Lovato, and welcome to my nightmare.
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Hey I'm Skylar Jade Lovato. Yes as in Demi Lovato. Before you ask no I won't put in a good word for you for my sister. Why? because I hate her that's why? But how can you hate her she's so perfect? Well the reality is she's not! But I'm getting ahead of myself. This is my Story not hers. I'm 16 years old and I've been through a lot of shit in my life. Want to know why I hate my sister so much then read my story or don't I really don't care. oh god did I just quote her I hate when do that. But yea read or don't it's your choice. Disclaimer I'm actually a really big fan of Demi's so no hate towards her at all.