Words

Chapter one

I started writing this more than a couple months ago. And reading it now. I realize there are a lot of things wrong with it. So this is my attempt to fix it .
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"Elina Elizabeth Gordon!"mom screamed from the kitchen "get your butt up or your going to be late!

I sighed pulling the blankets over my head.

This was my 'wake up' call.
A routine brought up by my mom when I started sleeping in late all through the summer.

I had a huge problem with seeping early. I'd blame it on the huge collection of books on me bedroom wall.

"Elina!, get up now!" My mom yelled
I groaned inwardly setting my feet on the soft carpet that covered my room.

Groggily wresleing the blankets off my face, I sat up setting my feet on the soft carpet that covers my room.

Setting my feet on the cold tile of the bathroom floor.I stared at the ice-blue eyed the girl staring back from the  full leanth mirror.

The girl who has no idea what her purpose is.

With long brown wavy hair to reach the bottom of my back and freckles scattered all over my face I looked a lot like my dad.

Well. He didn't have long hair that reached the bottom of his back. From what I remember.

I hurried to take a five-minuets shower and put on my favorite riped black jeans and a black top with black vans to go with it. Yes kind of depressing.

  My makeup was simple. Winged eyeliner and maskara. Trust me, I love makeup. Just didn't have the time today.

After four failed attemps to get the wings right, i shoved a light jacket into my backpack  and skiped downstairs .

I met my mom in the kitchen were the smell of pancakes and coffee filled the air.

we ate in silence like most times.
Just as I was about to run out the door.

"Lina" my mom called "be careful alright?" She said softly. I reached out and hugged her wile she kissed my forehead.

I could have sworn I saw a tear drop down her face before hurrying outside.