Walking through the park, I gently caress my sweater to my sun-kissed skin. Red, brown, and orange leaves cover the ground. A light breeze blows through the air causing me a slight chill. The smell of fall invades my senses. Closing my eyes, I imagine living here and being free of all my problems. My best friend Kate lives here. I, on the other hand, live in Hollywood. Just thinking of going back home puts me in a foul mood.I know as soon as my little vacation is over, I'll be back to photoshoots, runways, and of course, the dreaded paparazzi. Setting on a park bench near a small pond, I take out my tuna sandwich. I break it in two and feed half of it to the ducks. I can hear my agent now scolding me, and she's so damn bossy. If she had it her way, I'd only be allowed water. I'm not big by all means, but I'm not considered skinny in my profession either. I'm about a size eight. Photographers consider me a dream, with my jet black hair, piercing blue eyes, high cheekbones, and plump
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