First you enter your countries idol singing competition. You then blow the judges away with your amazing singing ability. You even impress your countries answer to Simon Cowell. You make it all the way to the finals. The whole nation is watching. It's just you vs your arch rival, the Asian guy with the bowl haircut who sings like Whitney Houston. All of a sudden, the votes come streaming in. Congratulations! A winner is you!

Record deals with Sony entertainment come flooding in. Your latest music video with The Weeknd featuring Justin Bieber and Diplo tops the charts. All of a sudden, all the pop sensations want to collaborate with you. Sensations such as Nicki Minaj, Ariana Grande, Zayne Malik etc. You are the hottest thing of the particular year in which these events take place. Your Facebook and Twitter pages become some of the most popular in the history of those respective sites. But then it happens.

"This just in! Is stardust a neo-nazi? Her shocking tweet the pop superstar made last night has gone viral. Many celebrities have taken to the twitterverse to proclaim their disgust at stardusts rather controversial political views. 

Beyoncé has even gone so far as to say that never has she been more disappointed with a fellow celebrity. Taylor Swift has also made her displeasure known by calling stardust a "backwards spoiled diva" and just plain "uncool". 

All of stardusts sponsors have pulled their support. Stardusts record contract has even be rescinded by Sony Music. "She'll never work in this town again!" said the Sony ceo.

More at 10 on E news."

The tweet you made was perfectly innocent. "I do not support #blacklivesmatter. They call for the killing of police. I think that is wrong." But these days, everything is taken way out of proportion. Journalistic integrity is dead.

You spiral into a vortex of depression and hard drugs. You're found dead a week later. It's been found that you OD'd on a mixture of cocaine and heroin. A nice funeral is held for you but your family would be too busy having fun with the fortune you left behind to ever truly mourn you. The end.

I wish I had the body of a superhero.