When Life Gives You Lemons, Throw Them At People {1}

So I guess I should tell you a little about myself. Hmm let’s see.

My name is Brittany Carmichael and I am currently 15 years old, I am 5’11” with dirty blonde hair, and brownish hazel eyes. I have straight white teeth and fair skin. Some would call me pretty, but they would be lying. I’m pretty plain. My eyes are too small and my hair never curls. My chin is too big and I have a lot of baby fat on my face. Yeah, I know I have self confidence issues.

Now I bet your wondering who the heck Kyle is. Kyle is my older brother. He is 29, and he is unfortunately for me, my legal guardian. Long story short, my parents were murdered. It was one of the grisliest murders ever committed in the United Sates, and THAT is saying something. When they died I was 11, and Kyle was 18. When they came to get me to bring me to a foster home Kyle wouldn’t let them, he had said “She is the only family I have left, you can’t have her!” And I wouldn’t leave with them so Kyle hired a lawyer, went to court and became my guardian. I think the reason it went so smoothly because the lawyer Kyle had hired was really good. And really expensive. Oh yeah I forgot to mention that. My family, what is left of it, is loaded. My dad was one of the top business men of his time. And my mom was the best writer of her generation. So yeah I have a lot of money. But that didn’t stop Kyle from absolutely ruining my life.