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I don't know who I am, and I need to find who Faye Candice Baxter is.
I've always been my mother's puppet. She's the one who got my hooked on "preppy" and "designer" clothes, and she's the one who's always picked out how I've worn my hair. She signed me up for ballet, gymnastics, and cheerleading. She's the one who's pushed me to become friends with other kids. I never really had a choice, especailly after how she was with Fel.
I'm so jealous of you, sis. You've always gone after what you wanted for yourself...and I wish I could do that. I wish I had my own interests and my own friends...my own likes and dislikes.
But I don't even know what I like to eat. Or where I really like to shop.
Without my mom, I feel blank. Dead, almost.
I don't know what kind of boys I like.
I might just be interested in Jello, though, but I think I get on his nerves.
Maybe it's time for me to find myself.
I've always been my mother's puppet. She's the one who got my hooked on "preppy" and "designer" clothes, and she's the one who's always picked out how I've worn my hair. She signed me up for ballet, gymnastics, and cheerleading. She's the one who's pushed me to become friends with other kids. I never really had a choice, especailly after how she was with Fel.
I'm so jealous of you, sis. You've always gone after what you wanted for yourself...and I wish I could do that. I wish I had my own interests and my own friends...my own likes and dislikes.
But I don't even know what I like to eat. Or where I really like to shop.
Without my mom, I feel blank. Dead, almost.
I don't know what kind of boys I like.
I might just be interested in Jello, though, but I think I get on his nerves.
Maybe it's time for me to find myself.