' Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve this life. My name is Ella and my mom works as a maid for the rich snobs in our little town. My dad? Yah we don’t talk about him he left my mom a week before I was born. Yah I don’t know him but I’m sure that I don’t want to. My biggest dream is to grow up and become a physiologist but I need a proper education for that and our public school would not do (you know the usual: drugees, loonies and generally people that are probably never going to do anything with their lives.) so I studied my little butt off to get into the school of the kids that my mom washes dishes for. So as expected my life wasn’t exactly a fairytale during those seven cruel hours. I had one best friend who I’d sail the world for; his name is Harry. He’s the only one that actually took the time to be nice to the poor scholarship kid and now we are inseparable and best friends. Only he knows how hyper and crazy I really am, he knows everything there is to know about me from my favorite color to the type of toothpaste I prefer. My mom was constantly changing the houses she worked in so it was the most ordinary thing for me, we changed houses like we changed clothes. So I never expected it to change my life the way it did two summers ago
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