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It was a late November evening and the snow fell softly upon the city. The starry night sky that once shone bright and grand was smothered with dark and caliginous clouds. The routine activities that once filled the local town paused as the crepuscular sky entered. An elegant and magnificent mansion quietened by the night stood on the top of a hill. Every glorious light in the grand house was darkened, except for a single room. There stood a teenage boy with golden hair. His pale sky-blue eyes stared at himself in the mirror as he frowned at his appearance.
His usual slicked-back hair was partly tied up in a neat ponytail, and his pajamas were a deep blue that hung loosely from his body. John sighed softly as he scarcely heard a firm knock at his door. He shuffled his way towards the door and gently opened it. Outside stood his parents, who wore charming smiles on their perfect faces. However, he knew by heart they were as fake as their true personalities.
"Are you ready for bed, Johnathan?" his mother asked sweetly as John smiled back.
"Of course, Mother, I just finished washing up," John said, as his father stared with a disgusted face at his son's hair.
"What did I express about wearing a ponytail?" He said and ripped the band out of his hair.
"That if I don't like my hair, I could always get a haircut," John properly spoke as it fell slowly to rest on his shoulders. He disregarded the sore feeling of his head throbbing.
"Good, I hope you get a proper night's rest. You have a busy day tomorrow," his father said. John's parents turned around and walked off to their own bedroom.
John politely bowed to his parents and slowly closed his door. He huffed angrily and grabbed another rubber band. The blonde quickly tied up his hair, not bothering to make it neat this time. He made his way towards his dresser, searched around on the top, and promptly found a small black cartridge.
John was delighted himself for being able to carefully hide his vape from his ever-so-watching parents. It started first as a casual thing, and now the activity has instantly become his escape each day. He flicked off the lights and quietly walked out onto the balcony. John gently turned on his vape and took a deep inhale.
"Fuck yeah," John happily breathed out. He smiled slightly as he carefully watched the vapor exhale out of his mouth. He enjoyed observing the ethereal clouds of smoke dance around in the air, drifting away into the world. John felt himself finally relaxed after another long day.
John bitterly hates his life. Oh, what he would do just to finally escape it all, to finally experience his life like a normal person would. One day he'll escape, and when John finally does, he will never look back.
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Ik that this really short (488 words) but I wanted to stay true to the first chapter of the original story and make both first chapters similar
I also felt that it worked better as a first chapter.
Note that this is not the beginning of the story, this chapter takes place sometime in the middle of the story. I make it more of an introduction to the story.Dw, all the other chapters are going to be longer as I get used to writing and work on this more.
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