She was shy, afraid of her own shadow and tended to keep to the side lines if ever she had to be in company. People made her self conscious, they seemed full of confidence, sociable, chatty and at ease with their peers.
In her teens, she wished there was a pill or course she could take to make her more gregarious. Her father said it was all part of growing up, and she would find her own feet to face the world on her terms.
He was right of course, though she still had her moments of wanting to blend in with the paintwork at social gatherings. It was like living a double life, but she had adapted well.
That’s the problem when you’re a celebrity. Everyone wants a piece of you.
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