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struggling

i'm 16 now. life is hard. especially when your famous. well i guess im not famous but my parents are. my mom still writes and produces music and my dad has retired from football but he is a talk show guy for sports or something, i don't know what they are called. i have a little sister named lily who is 10 and a little brother named henry who is 12. my parents aren't really around that much because their working so its become my responsibility to look after my younger siblings.

now don't get me wrong i love my siblings but i feel like i don't really have time for me anymore. its the summer so i have had to entertain my siblings. we are in new york right now. mom is recording in the studio with my godfather jack and dad is doing sport related stuff back home in kc.

so since its just been me and my siblings, which honestly have been feeling like my kids right now, i've been taking them around the city. but taking them out means paparazzi. i don't even know how many pap walks we've been on in the last week. they get bored easily so i constantly have to take them somewhere.

i hate being in the spotlight i hate having my pictures taken. when i have my pictures taken that means everyone sees me. i hate that. i've struggled with my body in the past and i try to not look at pictures of me that much because i don't want to go down that path right now.

as i'm laying in my bed i hear a knock on my door.

"come in" i say

"hey baby how are you doing?" my mom says as she sits in the edge of my bed.

"i'm doing fine i guess i don't know" i say.

"y/n i can tell that your not just fine talk to me" my mom says.

"mom i'm fine don't worry." i say forcing a smile.

"y/n i know your real smile and i know that's not it." my mom says. i groan.

"mom, really, i'm fine" i say.

"y/n..." my mom says pushing it. she's really annoying me. can't she see that i'm fine?!

"MOM PLEASE—i'm sorry" i say as i sigh.

"okay.. i'm sorry i asked. i'll leave you alone" my mom said as she walked out my room. i could tell she was hurt. good job y/n! you can't do anything right.

i'm mentally checked out right now. i'm tired. i feel like i can't control my emotions. everything is going wrong. i cry myself to sleep. i feel like everything so loud. can it just stop?

i didn't even realize i was crying but then i heard another knock on my door.

"what" i say as i sniffle.

"are you okay y/n?" i hear lily say.

"i'm fine lily.." i say.

"then why are you crying? do you want me to get mom?" she asked.

"no lily. i'm fine. just go away oh my god" i snap.

"i was—"

"LILY GO!" i scream

"sorry.." she said as she closed to door sadly. wow y/n 2 for 2.

i need to clear my head. i got dressed into some white lulu shorts, a white fox sweatshirt, and my new balances. i grabbed some sunglasses and put on my headphones. i walk downstairs and am met with my mom.

"where are you going y/n" my mom said.

"on a walk." i say.

"where?" my mom said.

"i don't know mom! i'm just going for a walk!" i say as i walk out the door and slam it shut. i don't know what's wrong with me.

i decided to take a walk around central park. the fresh air is nice. i'm enjoying my walk then all of a sudden people are swarming me. right, i forgot im a 'celebrity'.