Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

New Jersey has a good pure feeling to it; I think I'll enjoy my time here.

Rounding my new kitchen I remember that tomorrow's my first day at Olden high school finally I'll be a senior and I can leave this hellhole. I go to the kitchen to heat up some cheap noodles, yummy. It's been 9 years since my father's murder and 3 since my mother's attempt at suicide. She now resides in Dandies Mental Institute in North Dakota. After that I spent 3 years living in foster care until I got my own place.

I look at the time to see when my favorite late-night talk-show comes on and I see its 2am, "ugh" I moan. I have to get up in 3 hours for school, oh well I don't really care how I look.

Glancing in my mirror I notice my untamable long curly dark brown hair, I look more like my father with dark blue eyes. I glance at my dirty body; I'm built and toned with a nice hourglass figure and a tan to match.

My breasts are big but not Oprah big, and my butt's firm and round not square like most American woman. I sniff my hair, it smells like dumpster. Oh well off to the shower I go, then I get ready for hell tomorrow.

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