My name is Perry.

I am fifteen years old. I live with my mother and my sister in a three story apartment building.

This is my mom, Ana. She's very blond, in a figurative sense. She likes everything tidy but she can't clean.  Therefore I have to do most of the cleaning. She believes owning a car is pointless. If you don't have a man to fix the car it doesn't run. Although I took auto shop last year as an extra curricular activity and it was very interesting. I learned how to recalibrate the pistons and valves in the engine. So I guess you could say my mother and I are opposites.

This is Aubrey. She's very blond too. She's my twin sister. Don't we resemble each other? I'm also very sarcastic. We are fraternal twins, as in we look nothing alike. Anyway, I don't have a dad. Well, I suppose he might be out there somewhere but I gave up on the dream of meeting him ages ago. Anyway, on with the story I'm going to tell you.

I woke up the other day thinking about cars. About the engine and the transmission. I hardly ever think about cars but lately it's all I can think about. I was in my yellow pajama shirt. I wanted to do something. I went out to the apartment swings.

I swung on the swings at sixth thirty in the morning in my yellow pajamas. I saw people walking by giving me strange looks. I could care less about them. That's one of the things I like about my self, I don't care what anyone thinks. I sat there thinking for a long time until about nine o'clock I guess because Ana came out in a fuss.

"Where were you? Do you know how worried I've been?" She yelled.
"I bet you were terrified." I mumbled under my breath.
"What was that? What did you say?" I didn't say anything. "Huh? I'm waiting?"
"I said I'm tired." I was almost sure she could she through that.
"Oh. Well, consider yourself grounded. Grounded as in confined to the lot." I hadn't left the lot since school let out three weeks ago. Not because of being grounded but because I didn't feel the need to.
"Ok." I said back. She huffed and stormed away. I sat down in the grass looking up. I heard a big noise and a moving van pull up. The van stopped and out of the van came a young girl about ten. After her came a boy about my age, he was attractive. Aubrey went out to greet him and gave him a friendly hug. He hugged back. He wasn't attractive anymore.

OK this is my second sim story. I have another one but i just don't have the inspiration for it right now. so here goes my second one.
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Section one: Kristen

I am Kirsten Landon. I am 26 and work as a journalist at the Pleasant Post. I just moved to pleasant view. I grew up in Verona ville. My parents came from a long line of being the only child. I wasn't an only child, when I was two my parents gave birth to my little brother Marcus. Except when he was six he went to a birthday party at his friends house. It was a pool party and Marcus drowned. I cry when I think of it. So naturally I am very over careful and over cautious. My parents were very wealthy because my great grandfather, Romero, struck oil on his farm in Mexico. Did I mention I am Hispanic and African- American. My parents recently died in a tragic accident and I was given the inheritance of 5 billion dollars. I gave it all up to my great grandmother. As a child all I wanted to do was be normal.

I woke up this morning. I had to prepare for another day at the Post. I had to be there at ten till' eight. I had to make sure everyone was on time and wasn't late.

I glanced at the clock for the time. 7:04, I thought. That gives me time to get everything done. I called in work and told Andy, my boss, I might be late. She didn't have a problem with it. I walked from my bed room and to the shower.

I loved taking showers. It always feels like your refreshed and clean. I pondered about that Don Lothario. He called me the previous night wanting to know if I would go on a date with him. I told him if I could find the time. "He is probably a player, or just dirty." I thought. I was against him but something inside turned me on about him.
 
I Washed my face, Dried my hair, Brushed my teeth, and more and I was ready. I went down stairs to look for something to eat. "Pop Tarts? Sounds good." I thought as I looked in my cupboard. Then I saw some french toast. I decided French toast would suit my taste for the morning.

I put it in the oven and waited until my timer rang. I grabbed my oven mitts and pulled out a hot platter with french toast on it. I put the toast on a plate and set it on the table in my dining room. Then, I dug in. It was very good and hot.

I finished up my wiping my mouth and put my plate in the dish washer and was off to work.

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Section Two: Don
As told by Don

I had just pulled myself out of bed. I didn't know exactly when but whatever time it was. The night before was crazy. I met this hot lady, Tamera, I think that's what her name was but we got our party on. We had a lot of fun but, if Cassandra found out she would kill me. I got an unexpected call from Nina.
"Hello" I said.
"Hey Baby!" She said in her perky voice.
"Hi Nina."
"Whats wrong you sound sick?" she was so caring. No other girls talked to me like that.
"Nothing"
"Well, I am going to come over there to check on you"
"That's cool." I said.
"Be over there in a few!" She hung up. I was looking forward to seeing Nina. I freshened up with my new cologne and smoothed my hair. I looked out my bathroom window. Nina was waiting. I rushed out.

When I saw her, I planted a big wet one on her. I didn't waste anytime I took her to the hot tub right away. It wasn't long before I had to rush off to a date with Kaylen, the Pleasants maid.

One thing lead to another, lets just say I'll invite her over again.


Section 3: Dina

I really dislike Mortimer. He is quite disgusting. He is so just not me. I would much rather spend my life married to a frog or locked up in a cell. I do plan on marring him and then ending his life earlier than expected. If I was married to Married to Mortimer and He suddenly died, all of the precious similions would go to me. He decided to come over. I of course didn't mind.

I wanted him to be turned on so i put on my little black bikini and kissed him like a mad woman. I really don't like kissing him it is almost like kissing my grandpa.

I kissed him again. He definitely liked it. Poor Morty lifes going to end soon.
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Ok did you like it? I had more but i'll edit it in later.