Anna went from living on the streets to on the road to fame. But some of it isn't what she had dreamed of. This is her memoir.


7. Monday Morning

That Monday, I was woken up at around 6:00 by my new mother. 


"You're coming with me to the theater this morning." She said. 

"I'll give you some pens and paper or something to bring, cause we haven't gotten you in school yet. I'm trying to convince your Father to let me homeschool you." She added.


I smiled, and rolled out of bed. When, I went downstairs, there was a bowl of oatmeal waiting on the table for me. My father said good morning to me, and I said the same to him. I ate quickly, and pulled on leggings that we had bought the day before. I glanced quickly at the too big Expressions Acting Camp T-Shirt that was my mother's before I fitted it over my head and laced my new shoes. My hair fell just below my shoulders, a plain sort of dirty-blonde, and I pulled it into a messy bun. By then, I could hear my mother's music playing the background, and distant echoes of her voice. She came out of her room wearing all black, and her hair almost in the exact same way as mine. My Father was wearing his police uniform and was leaving our apartment as my mom scribbled a note and left it on the kitchen counter, grabbed her keys, and left with me.



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