Tom Daley: Mr. Perfect
I'm just ordinary. If anything, I'm less than everybody else. I let that get me down sometimes, I just can't help but criticize my over hanging stomach, and my flat chest, and my touching thighs, and my butt chin... Anxiety gets me bad.
My older sister Olivia is what keeps me going. We're best friends. She's the most amazing person I know! She just loves everyone and sees past my flaws. I can tell her anything and everything. She'll listen.
I guess I should mention she's autistic. It's not very bad. She's pretty much like everyone else. Olivia's aware that she's different, but for some reason she wants to be normal.
I think she's special. And that's good. She's not like those judgmental, greedy, self righteous, perfect people. I would never want her to change.
But one of those judgemental, greedy, self righteous, perfect people snuck his way into my life. He was different though... Yes, he was different.