Chapter Two- Organization

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The obsession I have with labels is something I carry with me from my earliest memories. To me everything needs a place, or belongs somewhere. If you fit to many categories then you don't have a place.

When I was young, like 7ish, my dad died. He had a rough life, and was depressed for 7 years. He got hit by a car on the way home from work. It wasn't suicide, but it was an ironic accident. But, it completely broke my mom. She went through things, and is okay, but things are rough.

I really want to do something amazing with my life so I've devoted myself to becoming something. I currently play setter on varsity volleyball, take A.P math, English, Science, History, and even A.P photography. I'm in the band as a flute player. I have good grades and overall things collage applications like, so I'm going to be successful. Again, so many labels right there. Jock, Nerd, Band Geek. I don't fit into one place.

As far as appearance there isn't anything unique. I have hipster glasses and long brown hair to the end of my back. My eyes are bright blue and they are HUGE. Only makeup I wear is my liner on the top of my eye. I'm fairly tall, about 5''4. My music taste is bands like My Chemical Romance, The 1975, Blink- 182, Fall Out Boy, Pierce The Veil, All Time Low, Nirvana, and Twenty-one Pilots. I wear a lot of band shirts. I also may Taylor Swift a lot. Yeah again, with the multi-labels.

If only I could just fit one label, one crowd. But I don't. It's overwhelming having so much to you. But I can handle it. I always have.

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