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Post by [bleu][Birdy] on Jan 24, 2007 18:06:40 GMT -5
CHAPTER ONE
[/color] Heartbreak in the SpotlightMy name is Leena Namir March. I have no siblings, two parents, and a story to tell. Sometimes there's more than meets the eye, in my case, it's completely true. Sometimes I act completely strange, happy, and even plain ditsy. But that's a joke almost. I am usually happy but just because I seem it all the time doesn't mean there's a pain underneath my skin. Originally I was born in Paris, France. My mother is French while my father is completely American. She was in France when I was born three months too early. My short stature is proof. I lived though, obviously and was immediately brought to America where my mother and father live. For most of my life I lived in a town in Illinois. We lived in a pleasant place, a one hour drive from Chicago but there was little crime rate. A wonderful place to grow up in. When I turned thirteen my father had a heart attack and never /really/ recovered from it. My mother fell into depression and I couldn't help but effect me. Teachers and friends always said they were "there for me" but they seemed too distant to talk to and my mother was too upset to speak with. Life seemed bitter and cold from where I stood and after my father committed suicide, it didn't make it any more brighter. My mom would weep for weeks on end, never coming out of her room. I was fifteen by then. Slowly though, things began to come to. That is when my mom decided on making me take acting classes, singing lessons, anything to keep me and her busy. Although I favored my swimming lessons, it didn't phase her. Mr. Silver is a man I'll never forget. He was my drama teacher for my acting classes I took. My so called "talent" was "rare" in his eyes and he urged me to try out for commercials and plays. Knowing full well that this would make my mother ecstatic I tried-out for a role in the "Alice in Wonderland" play. Which then led to something I was completely unready for. Hollywood.[/center]
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Post by [bleu][Birdy] on Jan 28, 2007 19:41:31 GMT -5
CHAPTER TWO Cameras Off, Please [/size] I was sent off to some office that smelled like salmon mixed with poupuri. My "agent" was an elderly woman with a bright orange bee-hive hairdo and wore heavy green eyeshadow. My mother and her were friendly and they talked about commercials and movies. Back then though, my name was Leena Bovie, which was my mother maiden name. That's how the contracts were signed "Leena Bovie" but most of the time the people called me "Lee". My first movie was entitled "All The World's A Stage" I was the girl who was the teenage mother's best friend who wanted to be an actress. It was one of those happy movie where the girl achieves her dreams and gets a boyfriend or whatever in the end. It was kind of stupid but the role was good for my first job but wasn't a blockbuster or anything. My fifth movie was the one that got nominated for a People's Choice Award. It's title was "Little Girl", I was the the babysitter of a little girl, whom was the star. It was just about a kid who realizes that not everyone has a fairytale ending. It was alright. I honestly wasn't an actress that my mother and everyone else told me. After that I made my mom only had me do voices in animated movies which slowly depleted and I just dissolved out of Hollywood. Never more was "Lee Bovie". All that was left was Miss. Leena March, an upset mother, and quite a sum of money.[/center]
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Post by [bleu][Birdy] on Feb 5, 2007 20:08:15 GMT -5
CHAPTER THREE [/size] The Name Game[/size] Okay, I lied. Not that I was in movies, not that I'm rich, and not that my dad killed himself. I lied about my name. My first name isn't really "Leena". That's actually my elder sister's. I only knew her for three years before she disappeared. Well, more of was kidnapped. I miss her, alot. So did my dad...that's really why he killed himself. I never was in center stage, I never was much of an actress. Somehow my parents got it in their minds that I could replace their beloved Leena March. My real name is Juliet. Yes, Juliet Namir March. Big surprise there, right? Although my legal name is really Juliet people, everyone, has called me Leena for as long as the real Leena has been gone. People just replaced her with me in their heads. It was never spoken but silently communicated among everyone. The real Leena was a great actress, she was in every play she could be in...she was always the star. Juliet was the younger sister who was just proud to be someone as great as Leena's sister. It's hard when everyone expects you to be a great actress, to be a straight A student. I suppose that's why I just became robotic. Did as I was told, said what was put into my head. My friends weren't friends they were characters in my story that had be thought ahead for me become friendly with. They were quite fake, but I can't blame them. I was too. Arielle couldn't manage to see me as my own person instead of a replacement for the beloved Leena. To make my mother happy I went along. I didn't mind being called Leena, after all she was a great person. I don't know why when it started but I surely know when it ended. Around sixteen I ended it. Snap. Just like that. My mother was telling me to get the clothes out of the washer and put them in the dryer. "Leena, dear, get the clothes please," and I just said it. Without really thinking about it. Subconsciously I thought of it being enough. I told her "I'm not Leena", not even looking at her. My mother was surprised and just couldn't say anything. An argument brewed of course. She told me that I was Leena...my mother must have had mental problems. She saw me completely as Leena. I threw a plate. She slapped me. It was a brawl and child services picked me off the curb in a shiny black car with just a duffle bag and backpack of things. Ms. Arielle signed the papers and disappeared back inside the house. I still go by Leena. I'm just so used to it. I was going to tell people to call me Juliet but it's just easier to say Leena. So it's been my "dirty little secret" since forever. I haven't told anyone my real name. I don't know why. It just been a soft subject as far as I know. But maybe I will say my name is Juliet. And it will be my new era. Oh well. For another time, yes?[/center]
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Post by Gaby.Lily.Kaci.Eva.Cam♥ on Feb 17, 2007 13:18:30 GMT -5
(Great story you have brewing there, my members are so talented. Keep up the good work!_)
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