7-8-15
Attempting to write a story as my writing skills have improved.
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She woke up, bright lights shining in her eyes, dreading what she knew was true. Looking down at her wrists, she hated the stitches that covered her beautiful plan.
Listening for sounds of the family she wished to escape. Heavy breathing and sobs that sounded insincere, hoping that they would let down the façade. She still lay there.. staring at the bright lights, hoping no one would notice she was awake. To no avail as she soon heard the fake joy in the people she hated that most, then more footsteps unfamiliar faces staring at her like she was broken and needed to be fixed. But in fact all she was was tired, tired of living, tired of her family, tired of herself. Just completely exhausted and emotionally drained. The need to escape fell upon her as the attention became too much. She screamed. Wide eyes staring down at her, surprised. She closed her eyes and hoped they would leave. A permanent escape is what she craved.
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So first chapter. Comment whatcha think. And I know there's no paragraphs, I'll fix it eventually.
