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As I stand confidently in front of the big model agency, my long, straight blonde hair shines under the bright lights. My eyes gleam with determination as I clutch my portfolio tightly to my chest. I've always dreamed of becoming a top model, and today's casting call is my chance to make it happen.
I'm eighteen years old, but you'd never guess it from looking at me. My petite frame is toned and lean, thanks to hours spent practicing yoga and Pilates each day. My skin has been kissed by the sun, giving me a warm glow that photographers just can't resist. And let's not forget my signature look: heart-shaped sunglasses perched atop my nose, and a mischievous grin spreading across my lips.
The door opens behind me, and I turn to see the agency owner walking towards me with an air of sophistication about him. He looks me up and down before finally offering a smile that makes my heart skip a beat. "So, Barbie Pinkrattle," he says in his deep, smooth voice, "tell me why you think you have what it takes to be our next big star." I take a deep breath and launch into my well-rehearsed speech about why I'm the perfect fit for their agency.
What's your biggest fear?
