I get up from the floor and flinch, My face feels swollen and my back hurts really bad. I open my door and head to the restroom, as I thought, my face is bruised and swollen. I try not to cry as I splash cold water on my aching face, a relaxing bath would be great right now but I don't have time for it. I go back to my room and decide to put on something that will take the attention away from my face so I go for a white dress with blue flowers on it that reaches a few inches above my knees and a short white cardigan to cover my arms that have minor scars on them from previous years, Luckily they aren't really on my legs, but more of my upper body, I throw on some black Dr. Martin boots to complete the whole "Girly" look. I grab my back pack and run to the restroom to brush my hair down, Thanking my mother for giving me managable long hair, when my hair is done I look at myself through the small mirror, I have to admit, wearing vintage clothes are cool, but when you actually set your mind to your outfit, it's amazing. I grab my backpack and quickly scan the halls for an unwanted run in then pratically run to the door, it unlocks without an hassal "Thank you god" I say and leave.
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Chasing Fairy Tales (ON HOLD)
Novela JuvenilKatelyn Monroe has been through it all. She lost her Mother at a young age, so she's been going through foster homes for half of her life, her current foster mother hates her, she's the quietest person in school which causes her to get picked on, an...
