Once Upon a Time

There was once a girl who was amazing in every way. She was smart, talented, and beautiful. She was funny and everyone loved her. She grew up to the wonderful age of 17 and came up with the idea of starting a wonderful blog with the purpose of becoming famous. Unfortunately, she was in the car with her mother and accidentally brought it up, which was a bad idea, because…

          She had to invite her mom to do it with her.

          Let me introduce this mom to you. She is an interesting character. She is short. She is a toothpick. She has black hair and green eyes, like a female Harry Potter without the glasses. She does yoga and goes to college so she can become a psychologist. She sometimes overanalyzes her incredibly patient daughter. She’s very lucky because her daughter is forgiving and is occasionally willing to overlook all of this and realize that her mom is pretty cool sometimes.

          Now let’s take another look at this daughter. She is average height. She has brown hair and blue eyes. Basically, she doesn’t really look like her mother, even though everyone tells her she does. She wants to become a psychologist or an author or a musician or a costume designer. She is also pretty cool sometimes. In fact she is really cool all of the time. This is her first post on her joint blog.

          She is now going to stop talking about herself in third person.

          The End.