A fabulous singer Grace Starlin

Have you ever thought that your favorite hobby would become your successful career? Well, I definitely didn’t. My name is Grace Starlin. My favorite hobby was to sing and to write my own songs. Not once did I think that my successful career would be me as a singer. I’ll be 23 years old on March 13th. I have two amazing siblings, a younger brother and a younger sister. Anthony Starlin, my younger brother, is 21 years old now and a hard-working, skilled carpenter. Isabella Starlin, my younger sister, is 19 years old now and a very talented and creative designer. Anthony has gleaming brown hair, bright green eyes, freckles dotting his shoulders and muscles all over his body. Isabella has wavy golden brown hair, shiny green eyes, freckles dotting her face and shoulders and a good amount of curves. My parents, Drake and Joy Starlin, knew, since I was 7 years old, that I would become a singer. Drake and Joy are very encouraging, loving and caring people. My dad, Drake Starlin, has gleaming brown hair, shiny, bright green eyes, freckles dotting his shoulders, muscular arms and abs. My mom, Joy Starlin, has silky and curly golden brown hair, shimmering green eyes, freckles dotting her face and shoulders and curves, a whole lot of them. I’ve never wished for any other parents or siblings, because I love mine and no other parents or siblings could replace the love I share with them and they share with me. Being a successful singer, beautiful, attractive (according to all the guys who meet me) and single I get a lot of guys who try to get me to go on dates with them. Being as nice as I possibly can about it, I decline their offers every time. My sister keeps telling me that I should go on dates with these guys and see how it will work out. Isabella, my younger sister, says, “You’ll be alone and single forever, if you don’t.” Okay, she might be right and that may be a possible outcome. But, how do we know that could happen for sure? We don’t. So I stayed single and kept declining offers from the guys asking me to go on a date with them. That went on until five or six weeks before my 23rd birthday. Which is when everything began. My life went from fun and somewhat calm to exciting and crazy. I loved my life when it was full of fun and was kind of calm. My life has never been completely calm. After my 12th birthday everyone at school would come up to me and ask me to sing one or two of my songs I wrote after school was over. I'd say okay and everyone would gather around me, in front of the main office, to listen to me sing. Ever since then I've been singing to large crowds, at school, after school and, after I graduated, to even larger and even larger crowds as more and more people gathered in places to listen to me sing. I have so much fun and enjoy singing to everyone who wants to listen to me. My life, when I'm not singing, goes pretty smoothly and is mostly calm. Every once in a while something crazy will happen in my life and the calmness won't be so calm anymore, but it never lasts long. All that went on until five or six weeks before my 23rd birthday. But, before I jump too far ahead let's go back a few months. All the way back to January 27th. The day of the Winter dance. I'll start there and work my way up to what began five or six weeks before my 23rd birthday, on March 13th. So, I'll begin the morning of the Winter dance, when I woke up, and go from there.