Chapter one

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Johnnie' POV

I needed to get out of that house, I couldn't take it anymore. I could still smell and see him everywhere. My mom understood, she even helped me out because she has always wanted me out since he passed away because I always remind her of him. We packed together and found an apartment I could rent until I was ready to come back home. But to be honest, I'll never be ready to go back there. Today is Monday and I won't be going back to school till next Monday because I have to unpack and register into the school near the apartment I'm now living in.
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It took me three days to unpack my room and the rest of the stuff my mom gave me or bought has a house warming gift. I get something to eat and then pass out on my bed for the next fifteen hours, and then I wake up to the thought of my dad hugging me from behind on my six brithday.
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It's Friday and I walk into my new school and I feel nervous even though I don't start start till Monday. I make my way to the principal's office, I knock on her door, I hear her respond with a "please come in and close the door behind you." I can tell her voice was strained and tired, I saw dark bags under her eyes, which were a bright blue and her hair was a jet black. She looked young, maybe 26 years old, in probably wrong but that doesn't matter at this point in time.

"I'm Johnnie Guilbert." I said
"I'm principal White, I'm glad you will be attending are wonderful school Mr.Guilbert."

She hands me my timetable and a little paper packet to read over when I get home. "If you have any questions feel free to come and talk to me. Have a nice day Mr.Guilbert."

I stood and shock her hand and left. As I was walking down the hall to get to the big doors, I saw a kid my age. Being punched and punched in the face over and over again; it looked like he was crying. I ran up to the guy punching the poor kid in the face and said "get the fuck off of him you asshole." And with that I punched him in the face. I took the scared boy's hand and pulled him up and said "Run."
I was still holding his hand when we stopped to catch a nice big gulp of air. He was crying hard. "Hey let's go back to my place and clean you up." He nodded. I let go of his hand to get my phone and earbuds, and shoved them on my ears, I was looking for Sleeping With Sirens new album. I loved there new song "Kick Me" it was just amazing, I loved the way the lyrics and the music mixed together. I looked over to the young boy who was still crying, I grabbed his hand and walked into my apartment, I walked up about ten stairs, then turned the corner to be right in front of my door. I pulled out my my keys and unlocked the door. I rushed him in and closed the door right behind him

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~ Abby

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