The Showstoppers

Hello, my names Jamie Mackenzie. I am a former star on a show called: "The Showstoppers" it was a reality show about everyday, low class people. Said it was to poke fun at other "reality shows" that are mostly just heavily edited and taken out of context for drama. Our show had drama but it felt real! I was about 15 when I joined the show. Me and my family were extremely poor and we grew up in a very bad neighborhood. My father left in shame and my mother was struggling to find jobs. It seemed hopeless. But then we got a knock at the door. 3 guys in suits said that they were filming a reality show to shed light on poor neighborhoods and struggling low class families. They were willing to pay $12,500 per week for being a star on it. It seemed too good to be true at the time! But we couldn't help but embrace it! The show had 3 other teens my age in it. Maddison Hernandez, Logan Fowl and Olivia Hernandez (Maddie's sister). We all had to move away from our families to a small town in Utah for the show, we still were in a bad neighborhood, but to me, I was right at home. The camera's started rolling right when we moved in. It was awkward at some points but we all eventually got used to it. The others and I met up in the center of the town in this small park and got to know each other. Maddie and Olivia were sisters and they were in foster care after a drive by took the lives of their parents. They stayed together their whole entire life and never looked back. They were given this opportunity to fund the foster care when it was threatened with bankruptcy. Logan was suffering from seizures and was offered treatment to at least reduce the severity of it. 
For the first 7 months, everything was fine. We were living our lives for the camera and we were getting supported by the company. It could've ended there. It should've ended there. But no, they continued. After a year of filming I was thinking about leaving because we got more than enough money to us. But one day, I got a call from my mom. She sounded off, her voice was sickly and she was seemingly gasping for breath. She said she was dying. I had a million questions! "What happened!?", "Why is this happening to me!?", "Why didn't she call 911?"! But before I could say anything, the call ended. I tried to call her again and nothing. I never heard her again. I went into my room crying. Maddie walked in and saw me dead on my knees. She asked no further questions and hugged me. It felt so warming, so comforting. She told me about how she was just like me when her parents died and Olivia was the only reason she could cope. She had her back and she had hers. They were perfect. I decided to stay on the show until I was old enough to fend for myself. 
A few weeks went by and another incident happened. So we were sent to go exploring an abandoned house for ghost hunting I guess. It was near Halloween after all. The house was empty and damp, rust and dirt was growing on the walls and mice were crawling about the house. As we were walking, we just heard a loud scream! William, who almost never screams, was terrified. He pointed to a tall figure all in black with a mask on as it ran into the darkness. The lights started flickering rapidly and I just hear a loud thud. We turn around and see Logan, on the ground twitching, slapping himself. We all panicked as we tried to get Logan out of the building in hopes of that stopping the seizure. Logan's seizure lasted for 2 minutes. He was rushed to the hospital. We never knew what happened to him. We were just told he quit the show. Maddie and Olivia sent him letters saying we missed him. I sent one as well, he responded to all but mine. 
Then, to make things even worse, I was asleep one night and I heard rattling at night and glass shattering. I rushed downstairs to find almost all of my stuff was gone. A vase I made for my mom was shattered on the floor, portraits of my old friends were knocked over, and dirty footprints littered the house. I saw an ID card on the ground. For a man named "Douglas Robinson" I assumed it was whoever broke in. I tried to call the cops but nobody answered. I locked myself in my room and cried once more. 2 people I cared about were gone and all of my valuables were stolen from me and nobody could help me. I grabbed a recorded tape of the episode we made where I learned about my mom's death just to remember her. It broke my heart yet again. But, something was off. Something I never noticed before. Probably because I was too shocked and too sad to notice. I was listening to the call and heard a voice on the other end saying something. A man saying 2 words that hit me hard and this is where my world began to fall apart. The reality of this show, was broken. The flickering lights was somebody's doing, the "ghost" was fake, the robbery was fake, the thief was an actor, my own mother's death was fake! Those two words were this: "And cut!" Me and my friends' torment was made for people's viewing pleasure and that was the ugly reality of this show....
Category:Fake Series