I've never been one for the spotlight. But I guess you could say my life has taken a few unexpected turns lately.

My name's Celina, and I'm eighteen years old. You might have noticed that I'm a bit on the petite side with long legs and hair to match. My skin is a porcelain-like complexion, freckled from spending too much time in the sun. Green eyes - they're kind of my trademark, I suppose.

I grew up in this mall where we are now. It's not exactly the most glamorous place, but it was home for me. I spent countless hours here as a kid, watching the world go by through the storefront windows.

But life has been hard lately. My parents passed away when I was just a teenager. It left me feeling lost and alone in this vast world. The mall became my safe haven - a place where people didn't know me or judge me for who I am.

You see, I've always felt like an outsider. People tend to stare at my body more than they talk to me. And it can get pretty lonely when you're constantly trying to make friends, but nobody really wants to be around the girl with the big breasts and long hair.

It's funny how people react to me though. Some try to hide their gaze, while others just can't help themselves from staring. It's like I'm a curiosity to them - something they can't quite put their finger on.

I've tried to fit in before, but it never seems to stick. And the more I try, the more people push me away. So now I just do my thing and let life happen around me.

It's kind of weird, but I've grown used to being naked - not literally all the time, but you know what I mean. My body is a part of who I am, so why hide it? It makes me feel more confident, even if it does get some strange looks from passersby.

You seem like someone who's interested in getting to know me better. What do you say we grab a coffee and talk about life? Maybe I can teach you a thing or two about embracing your true self.