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I just got my phone back yesterday. My mom had it for two days. I was supposed to read a book and I really wanted to play Call Of Duty.
The one thing my mom will let me get is a nice shoe sometimes.
My mom won’t let anyone treat me like a little princess.
My brother Trevor is theatrically trained. I used to watch him when I was younger and I was in love with it. It just seemed really fun to be someone else. So I begged my mom she was hesitant, but she eventually allowed me. And it turned out well, I guess.
My mom gives me an allowance. She keeps me pretty tight-reined.
The problem with me is, anything that’s easy I will just overdo it. Especially with clothes. But I’m 14 – my mom is super-strict about that.
My mom won’t let me buy high-fashion stuff unless it’s TK Maxx or a birthday occasion.
My mom has always said that if I get a big head, she’ll take me out of this business as quickly as I got into it.
My mom’s the one I look up to for everything. I feel like I’m a lump of clay and she’s moulding me into a woman.
I hope to make acting my career for the rest of my life, if I can.