Make money

I'm Lelina. These were the events that happend.

We gone home together. I felt comfortable being around them. We talked about the so called "system". Life's just cruel and yet you only have one to try to cherish the little good things.

I remembered the car accident. The one that almost took my life away. It happened when I was 12. I was going to school. A car stopped infront of me. The chauffeur didn't stop. Then boom I crashed and the chauffeur went out of the car. I was bleeding intense. Some men carried me. They sad they would etheir sell me or show it to my parents. Christina was ok. She then kicked the men. They fought her. She got injured. The men couldn't fight back. Christina did first aid. Then she was knocked out. The men carried me again to an abyess. They put cloth to stop the bleeding. I was alive but hurt still. Bones were broken. Then Christina and my parents came in with a cop. I was rescued and sent to the hospital for treatment. I was in critical care for a month or two.

I shouldn't cry but I feel like it. I am Lelina Bush. I tell my self that thinking it will work. Then a mad comes in and says dinner is ready. I go down. Thoughts are in my mind: What do the looking like outside work? Why did they accepted?. It is a lot to think about. I am just happy. I am glad. Or is it the lies I tell mysel? I really wanna cry but I am "Lelina Bush, the famous child of Haward and Katrina Bush". Heh.

There is lot's of food than usual. Them I hear some maids near the door saying: "Mr and Mrs Bush are here we can't dare to offend them.". I now know why. I am starting to get suspicious. Why are they here?

Mother and father are talking with Uncle Xu and Aunty Cheng. I quickly try to hear without interrupting. I could hear a little bit. It was about me and the company. It was about Grandfather too.

I quickly drift in dinner thinking about me being the President. I would "nail it". I will only be making money for them. They don't need to work...

I need to cry. I exused mysekf to go to the toilet. I began sobbing and crying like fire. Once I finshed my makeup was ruined. I attempted to fix it. I looked great just not usual. I now know what my personality is like, what is my style. I'm edgy, bold, funny, flirty and cute.