Finding the Music

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PREFACE

My name is Elizabeth, but everybody call me Beth, I am 15 years old, I live at Mullingar, Ireland, we can describe me as a tall girl, I’m brunette and I have brown eyes. I have the definition of a good life, I live with my parents and my little brother, I have a little puppy, plenty of friends, good notes at school, and we can say I’m a normal teenager, except for one thing: I don´t like music, most of people think I’m crazy but I just don’t like it; right now I’m at the park is 9:00pm so I’m alone, there are not stars but a bright moon, and it´s freezing cold, I’m sure you´re asking yourself what the hell I’m doing at the park at this hour , well the true is that I’m crying I fought with my mother and well here I am. I am one of those girls who doesn´t like to show their feelings so when I want to cry I come here so I can be alone and calm myself. Wait a second I’m not alone tonight, what is doing that guy alone at this hour? I have never seen him before… oh shit! He´s walking towards me and it seems one of those who talk to strange people…

-Hey! Hi! My name is Niall, why are you crying here alone? - I knew it …

-leave me alone

-but

-hey please! I want to be alone, please leave! - I’m being too rude? No I don’t think so is just the true

-I was just trying to be nice! And this is a public place so I don’t need to leave; I’m going to stay- Perfect.

I’m running away trying to find that tree I like to climb so the guy leave me, is he following? Why he is walking in this direction? WHO HE THINK HE IS?!?!?!?

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