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The Stupid English Paper
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Yeah. I like the title too. Anyway, this is a story about two of my favorite sims, Shae and Jill. Shae’s a third generation sim, and basically I love him. For a bit of a backstory, his father is a celebrity sim in my game, and has been since he was a teenager. That kind of just means that I take lots and lots of pictures of him and photoshoots. He has a full creativity bar though, and has had once since early teenager-hood (without cheats, yeah, his parents let him play with the xylophone A LOT.) His mom is a model I’ve used in many pictures. Jill is my self-sims daughter. Yes, I am a model. Just not as famous as the Britt in the story. Just clearing that all up before we start, and all of that does matter. *phew*



This is the exact reason why I hate English class, Mrs. Barrow. You make us do mindless work that I will never remember in about 4 weeks. Maybe more then that, I have no idea how long it will take you to correct these things. You tell us to tell you about our family. Everyone knows about my family. Open a tabloid and there’s a full story.



You see, I don’t know if you know this (But judging from the paparazzi last parent teacher conference, I’m guessing you noticed.) but my dad and mom are pretty prominent figures in Hollywood. My dad, Fin Caldwell, has been a famous musician since he was 16. He was one of those teen heartthrobs; you probably had a picture of my dad on your wall. Creepy. You’re also probably going to check right now too. Me and him are actually pretty close. I do wish he’d take his piercings out though. It’s weird being able to trade labret studs with your FATHER.



This is the picture you found on your wall, isn’t it?



My mom? She’s a supermodel. You know how guys my age sometimes have pictures hanging on their walls of chicks in fashion magazines? Yeah, if I do that, I’m probably putting up one of my mom’s co-workers. Even creepier then you crushing on my dad. She’s always been a great mom though, we’ve been really close. Sometimes she’s a little crazy, but, so isn’t everyone, I guess.



And that is my little sister, Carrigan. I was 5 when she was born, so I don’t remember much about life before I had to look out for her. We’re actually pretty close, if that’s not beyond weird for a older brother and a sister. I can tell guys are going to be chasing after her in a few years though, they’d better watch out. I’m kind of skinny, but I can punch real good. You should remember, Mrs. Barrow, when you had to break up that fight between me and that kid last year. I’m sorry for hitting your eye. I swear I thought you were him.


I also have a little brother named Foster. He’s still extremely young, he’s not even a year old yet. I think my parents were just bored one day and decided it would be cool to have another kid running around, honestly. It’s a very big jump from having older kids to a baby randomly again. I don’t even have a picture of him because when I ran up to his room to get a picture mom grabbed the camera and told me I’d give him radiation that way. Mom didn’t seem to care when she did an entire magazine spread with me the day I was born.



I figured you’d now want to see a picture of that. Yeah, I was pretty cute. Anyway, I’ll call this intro quits for now. I’ll show you a picture of my dog later. And talk about something eventful, hopefully. Hopefully I can introduce you to Jill. She better talk about me in her paper, swear to God, Jill. You’re making her class do this too, right?

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