Chapter 1

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Its always you aren't good enough or who does she think she is. Am i really that ugly? Because i was starting to think like that. I don't really have much friends. Heck who am i kidding i only have one friend and not even a best friend. You know lately I've been having these weird dreams but i have no one to tell, i feel so alone and vulnerable most of the times because my uncle is always on a trip. I can't remember the last time i saw him. Ever since my parents died i think i have become a charity case in this town. I always notice the sad look in their eyes when i walk past them on the street it's like im some an outsider. Anyway back to dreams, its like i always have eyes watching me. I don't know why but i started having these weird dreams about two weeks now and I'm really freaking out about it. Its a shame you can't comfort me but im glad i can vent.

Dawn put the pen down and closed her diary as she fell into a deep slumber. As the night passed by she tossed and turn in bed as if running from something or someone. Morning finally came and the alarm went off. She lazily got off bed and did the same old daily routine as she got ready for school. She put on black skinny jeans with a black and white top and grabbed her shoe and bag as she made her way downstairs.

School was like torture and the last thing on her mind but she had to go. She would walk to school and back so she made her way through the front door and strolled out onto the pavement, "Good morning Dawn". "Urrrgggghhhhhhh", dawn said mentally as she looked the other way and rolled her eyes. "Hi Ms.Parker", Dawn said in her bubbly voice. "Hmm Dawn you look horrible, have you been eating well? You should come over sometime since that uncle of yours is always on the go. Also you should come shopping with me and kacey next time", she said as she looked me up and down. Huh the nerve of some people i thought as i smiled back and kept walking. "Bye Dawn", she said. Bye bitch i mumbled under my breath as i walked away.

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