Chapter 1

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I'm always the child that's left out. The one that doesn't get attention, that no one pages attention to.

Some nights I go to dinner hungry because my mum forgot to cook for me. But it's because there are so many of us, i mean there is 7 kids.

There's gavin he is 14
Then there's Avia she is 13
Then I come my names Emmi I'm 10
Brock comes after me and he is 8
Daxton is 6
Then later on mom had twins they are Ryder and Lilly, and they are 2

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You guys saw it coming, last year in the vlogs. I started to be in less of them. I started to get more and more less attention as the time went on. They don't realise that I'm sinking away into a deep dark unfriendly hole.

I'm on the bus on the way to school. Avia and gavin sit together and I sit by myself in the corner. All by myself

We finally get to school. I sprint off the bus and towards my locker. Putting in the code: 29, 29, 15, 5. I put my bag in and get all the books that I need for math. Walking. Towards the door to my home room. I feel a grudge in my lower back. And I'm pushed up against a locker. Two year 10 students picking on a 7th grader.
Your just a little kid. Hiding behind your popular family. They let my go when they see teachers coming around the corner.

Just letting it go I walk into my home room. Sitting there next to my friend jack. I dose off.

Before I know it school is over. I'm on my way home. The bus drops us off at the bottom of the hill. Us kids have to walk all the way home. I see dad coming down on the moterbike. I quickly run close to him. But there is no use. He has already driven off with Avia and gavin on there.

When I get up to the house I can hear mum and dad yelling in the study. I grab brock and Daxton and take them down to the basement. We play a bit of dodgeball. Dad comes down and starts playing. He splits us into two teams. But he forgets about me.

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