I am awoken by the awful noise of the alarm clock I had set on my phone. Today is the day I leave this shitty town and go to college, as much as I love my parents and friends I just can't stand living here anymore, all of the crude remarks made by adolescent boys of "fat ass" or "whale" and "kys" , I'm not even going to mention what the girls did to me. I finally get out of bed and get ready. As the shower in my bedroom is heating up I go into the hallway and grab a towel,we always had too many towels in our house, it was just one thing my mother loved. As I hang my towel on the towel rack and take off my pink satin night-clothes, I stare at myself.. 'Why am I even going to college? They'll all just make crude jokes about me anyway' but I push the thought away..when I step into the shower it's WAY to hot. After 3or 4 minutes of figuring out which heat setting I wanted it to be at I finally stepped in and felt the luke-warm water against my back..this was the same shower I made many mistakes in..I remember the blood going down the drain as I just stared at it..thinking 'this is what THEY should be doing, not me..' But I've gotten over that since then..I still cringe when I see the awful horizontal blood lines..
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As I'm packing for the trip I hear my mom call out my name "ASHLEY!!!" I was quite surprised, she NEVER normally screams like that. I slowly yet quietly walk down the stairs, 'God I'm such a pussy! What if she was hurt?!? And you would've just WALKED down the stairs?!!' I think to myself and practically run down the stairs, for my sake she's just..standing there...staring at me.. I cough. "Uhm, what did you need?" I ask her, looking around to make sure everything is alright. "I just wanted to see if you were okay actually!" She chuckles. "Why would I not be okay?" I join in on the laughter. "I heard a big noise and I wanted to know if you were okay!" She says looking at my eyes with pity. "JESUS MOM DONT DO THAT!! YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!!" I laugh.. She lightly sighs. 'Shit I can't swear In front of her, I forgot.' "I'm sorry." I blurt out. "It's okay sweetie" she lightly smiles then pulls something out of the fridge. "Well I'll be back upstairs if you need anything tell me" I say looking at the mushrooms she's chopping up. "Okay honey" she lightly smiles but is still looking at the mushrooms.
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Gone.
Teen FictionShe thought it was over. She thought she could relive her live again. Happier. But little did she know. It was just the opposite.