Chapter 1

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"We're moving,"My mom says the words I've been dreading since dad left us.I sigh and nod knowing there's no point arguing. I run up to my room and start to cry.I'm a broken girl who needs to be fixed.As I was thinking my phone pinged.I grab my phone and see it was my best friend Emily.She sent me a text asking if I can hang out tomorrow.I open up my messages and send a message back.

Me-sorry can't I'm moving tomorrow :(

Emily-Aw okay I'll miss you :(

Emily is a grade older than me and doesn't really care about me.I mean if someone physically hurt me she would beat the crap out of them butshe and I don't care if one of us move.So,I guess you could say we're not good friends but at the same time we're best-friends.I stop thinking about that when I realise I need to pack.I begin to pack everything and pack stuff into boxes.After I had packed my clothes etc the moving men came and took all the furniture.I kind of told Emily a lie because I'm moving today and not tomorrow.I slip on my pjammas and walk to moms car and hop in.She starts the car and drives of.I look at my old house one more time and begin to fall asleep hoping for the best.

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I'm not finishing my other book because I really don't like where it's going but I hope you like this one as much as I'm liking it :)


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