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There is a video of me. I am dancing in the middle of the living room last night. I am missing my top. There is a cup in my hand and three guys grinding on me from different sides. \n\nThis can't be me. This isn't me.\n\nWhat am I going to [[do]]?
I just arrived at the club in my Lambo. This will be a fun night.\n\nDressed to impress in my bodycon dress and heels. I am invincible.\n\nI love the feeling of alcohol running through my veins. I am on top of the world. I buy the whole bar a round. They love me. Suddenly, I have a ton of friends.\n\n4 a.m. comes around. Time to go home. I staunter out of the club to my car. I [[drive away]]. \n\nI didn't mean to.
I had my stylist come over. She fixed my hair and makeup to perfection. \n\nShe handed me this little skirt and halter. She says it will make Him want me. I guess I should trust my stylist.\n\n<<back>>
Ever since I could walk, I have been dancing. My mother says that my first words weren't spoken, but [[sung]].
I sat on the sofa all day today. I feel dirty. I feel used. But I can't let this bother me anymore. I cannot give up this job. I need it for my family. For my mom. \n\nI will just have to [[deal with it]].
I have this place wrapped around my finger. I have vodka in a water bottle. Helps me deal. I need a [[fix]]. \n\nI go into the supply closet with a cameraman. He says he can give me the goods I need. For a price.\n\nWhatever. I am [[going out]] tonight. I need it.\n\n
I would sing little songs everyday, making up my own melodies about the little things that would happen in my everyday life. \n\nBut now, I am 10. I am ready for the big time. But [[where]] do I begin?\n
I wake up on the dining room table. I do not know what happened. My head hurts and I feel like I might never eat again. Everywhere around me is littered by sleeping people and red Solo cups. \n\nI wander around and collect my things. I cannot find Him.\n\nSo I [[walk out]] the front door. I am met by a flash.
I'm in the studio laying down some pretty awesome tracks. The director just showed up for some reason. I know [[why]] he is here. \n\nMy mom left the room for a minute. The director is coming into the studio with me. He keeps walking towards me. He is touching me. I can't fight him. Isn't anyone going to help me?\n\nI don't want to record anymore. I just want to go [[home]].
The feeling of ecstasy running through my body. Helps me to forget.\n\nOld, sweaty hands on me. Innocence gone.\n\n<<back>>
Questions are being thrown at me. \n \n"Are you tired of being a celebrity?"\n\n"How do you feel about the new videos?"\n\n"Is this a new you?"\n\n\nWhat are they talking about? I call my driver. He gets me home. I open up my laptop. My life is [[over]].
He has been my friend since the start of the show. He is always so nice to me. He opens doors for me. He was my first kiss. Even if it was acting, I believe that he really cares about me. \n\nMaybe we can be more?\n\n<<back>>
It has been several month since that first time in the studio. He keeps coming for me. And I keep letting him. He is my boss after all. \n\nMy costar invited me to his house for a [[party]] tonight. He is really cute. I have had a [[crush]] on him for ages.
There are so many people here. Producers, the [[director]], and other child actors are all seated around the table, with guardians lurking in the back of the room. \n\nWe begin. I read my lines. I'm nervous, because I am the star. The whole show rides on my [[success]]. I never knew it could be so pressured.
I just arrived at his house. I hope I [[look okay]]. This is a huge party! Flashing lights. [[Booze]] everywhere. I have never had any before. \n\nHe comes towards me. I smile. He takes me to a room with several people sitting on couches. They are using this strange tube thing. He has me sit next to him.\n\nThe contraption is handed to me. Everyone looks expectant of me. I really want him [[to like me]].
I couldn't see anything. All I knew is I needed to get to bed. Fast. \n\nI didn't notice the red light. I didn't notice her coming the other way. \n\nNext thing I see is flashing lights. The feeling of cold metal on my wrists. My head ducking into the [[back of a squad car]].
Management called me in for a meeting. They yelled. They shook their heads. \n\nMy fans are disappointed in me. They call me a slut. They say that I am another product of Disney that just couldn't handle it.\n\n\n\nThe director came after me again. He said that he knew I was a bad girl. He liked it a lot. This time he didn't just touch me.\n\nI am [[broken]].
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Mom's phone just rang. I broke into a sweat, watching as she talks to the man on the other line. She puts the phone down and smiles. Then, she screams and hugs me. We cry together because, I've done it! I have a [[table reading]] on Monday.
I have an new album coming out. The sixth season of the show is wrapping up. It's the series finale. I won't have to deal with these assholes anymore. \n\nMy mom accepted a movie offer for me. I start [[shooting]] tomorrow.
We have to be careful about what we buy since Dad left. No sweets or extras are found in our basket. I want to be famous. That way I won't ever have to worry about food again. <<back>>\n
He keeps licking his lips and staring at me when others aren't looking. Well, I am wearing a cupcake on my shirt. He must be hungry. <<back>>
Headline: 7-17 year old girls needed for new shows on Disney Channel\n\nSend headshots and portfolio to address below. \n\nAuditions are this weekend beginning 8am. \n\n<<back>>
I waited in line all day until it was finally my turn. I handed them my papers and stood in front of a producer. I was handed a script and I nailed it! I sang a few bars and I know this is where I need to be. I hope [[they like me]].
How Did It Come to This?\n
For the past four years, there have been eyes watching my every move. I used to think it was God watching over me. \n\nI'm old enough now to know better. <<back>>
Here I am. Sitting on the floor in my very own jail cell. \n\nI used to be so young and full of joy. I wanted to make people smile. I wanted to give back to my mom for all she has done for me. I wanted to live a life that would make her proud.\n\nIf that is the case,then..\n\nHOW DID IT COME TO THIS?\n\n\n\n[[END]]
I cannot believe how many people love my show. Mom says the ratings are through the roof! \n\nThey have asked me to [[record songs]] on the soundtrack for the fourth season! I am going to be meeting some very famous music producers next week. I'm 14 years old and I love my life. Can it get any better than this?
It has been three months since the party. The rumors won't stop. I have had enough. I tried to be a good girl. But they won't let me.\n\nI am fifteen now. They say that I am [[dating a new person]] every minute. That I go out every night to party.\n\nFine. I will give them what they want. \n\nWelcome to the [[new me]].\n\n
I am handed a cup as soon as I walk in. The drink smells fruity. I like fruit. \n\nWhat could go wrong?\n\nI take a sip. \n\n<<back>>
I died my hair blue. I cut it short. My clothes barely exist anymore. I am free! No one can judge me. I can swear like a sailor. I can do anything I want. I am untouchable.\n\nI've been to the club every night this week. Every night, there is a new guy to bring home. They give me what I want. \n\nMy sixteenth birthday was amazing. Dancers everywhere. The air wrecked with alcohol. My system was in euphoria. \n\nThis is the [[time of my life]]. It feels so good.
Misty Parker\nLMC 2400 \nVisual Analysis
From producers to actors to boyband members. There is no end to the number of men I am associated with. \n\n<<back>>
Walking through the [[supermarket]] today with Mom changed my life. There, amongst the produce and bathrooms, was a sign. A real life sign giving details of an [[audition]]. Could this be my [[chance]]?