The Name Is Caty.
Have you ever thought you never really fit in anywhere? Even If you were one of the popular people? That it wasn't you? You just actted that way for your friends when you weren't really like them? This is a story about a rich girl who never really fit in anywhere and She wasn't like her friends. She wasn't snotty. She'd talked to most everyone.
Well, Caty's life was good when She was little. She had her mom and dad. They used to go on trips and just have fun. Caty loved them very much. They gave her anything She wanted. Caty knew she was different the other girls her age. Caty loved to draw. She was very good at it. Her mom and dad was really surprised by how well she could draw. They were so proud of her. She and her mom was close as could be. Her mother would always talk to her about how great she was. They would always go shopping while her father was at work.
When Caty had turned 16 her mother died. In a car crash. From a drunk driver. Of course The man had got off. Caty didn't leave her room for weeks. She had stayed in her room crying and drawing pictures of her mom. Her father would always go to the door and knock but she didn't awnser. Then When Alexa , her step cousin. She was also her best friend. Alexa made her realize that her mother wouldn't want her to be locked in her room and she wouldn't want her crying. She would wanted Caty happy and go on with her life. Alexa had always been there for her and Caty was always there for her. They were more like sisters then anything else. Caty had along talk with her father. Her father and her had gotten really close after her mothers death.
