Chapter 1 - Can I Count On You?

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Do you ever get the feeling that you honestly know nothing in this world, that anything and everything might just be able to bring you down in an heartbeat? Well, sometimes I do. And it scares me. A lot.

When I told my counsellor this, she nodded thoughtfully and muttered, "'kay, Katie." Then she turned round in her chair and said, slightly louder this time, "You can go now, honey," but not before I snuck in, yet again, "Katt. It's- it's Katt." I could almost feel her head nodding vauguely up and down. I sighed and  left the dim room, shutting the door behind me in the most quiet manner, and tiptoed back upstairs to class. No-one seemed to notice when I crept into Maths - not even the teacher. I'm not noticed that often, as a matter of fact. 

I think that time is precious and that no-one should waste it. But it seems to me as if that's exactly what I'm doing. Wasting my time. Okay, fine. I'm a loner. No-one notices me. Invisible. It's like when you're arguing with a kid and they seem to be winning - then only their opinion matters. Invisible. Like - like when your best friend dumps you for another one - well, actually about 15 other ones. Invisible. Like when your counsellor always forgets your name. Invisible. I think you get the idea of what I mean. 

Truth is, I'd just like someone to properly own up to. So can I count on you to?

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