Chapter 5

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~ Chapter 5 ~

 - αυηт мαя¢ια'ѕ ρσιηт σƒ νιєω - 

 Today is the day my baby was born. I named her Rosabelle. She died at only two days old. Every time I look at Annabelle I see my baby in her. Today I tried just a little more to talk to her, and give her advice. What did she do? Just push me out the door. She'll never love me. My own niece hates me. I can't believe it. If Rosabelle was alive, would she have been like this? Would she have hated me? I lost all my love when I lost my baby. It doesn't matter. My heart does not love anymore. It will never love again. I don't think I can stay around Annabelle much longer or my heart will literally break.

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(back to Annabelle's POV.)

My Aunt is driving me nuts.

Last night, she watched me do all my homework. By hand. She unplugged my computer, (she's didn't know it was the charger, not the power source. Failll). She kept ranting on and on about how electronics rot your brain. She asked me if I had any friends at school, and I told her a girl named Jennifer. What did she reply? She said she was more than likely a bad influence and I shouldn't be hanging out with her. Of course, I didn't reply, I just told her I was tired and that I had no more homework. When she FINALLY went down stairs I pulled out my phone and started checking my news app to see if England had opened it's Internet and phone service back up. I really missed my parents and brother and wanted to talk to them so bad. But all I found out on the app was that President Hieghtman still had everything shut down, and nobody knew when he would turn service back on again. Ugh. President Hieghtman was really pissing me off. I said it out loud, but not loud enough for my Aunt to hear.  "President Hieghtman is REALLY pissing me off!" I said with satisfaction. It felt so good to say these words. I mean, to really say them out loud, because in England of course it was against the law to talk trash about President H. It was really annoying. Why did he have to ruin my life? WHY??? Ugh! And I still haven't found out a thing about the eraser guy! I feel like I need to talk to him for some reason...but I don't know why... 

So while I'm bummin' it out on my bed, thinking about my life problems. My phone vibrates, signaling I have a text message. I check the caller ID expecting to see 'Jen

Unknown: Hey beautiful..

Me: Who is this?!?!

Unknown: I know you...very well...but you don't know me. ;)

Me: Okay, is this some kind of joke?! If you are stalking me, then this is NOT funny. I will have the police track down your number and find you and arrest you!!

Unknown: Okay Okay Okay... Calm down! I go to Jackson High. 

Me: Give me proof you're not a stalker then.

Unknown: Well...My homeroom is in classroom 15, same as yours. We have the same schedule, and I'm in all your classes. Your favorite color is blue. You hang out with Jennifer. Jennifer is dating Nick. 

Me: ...Wow that's very descriptive..

Unknown: Yes, and how wa the lasangna you got for hot lunch yesterday?

Me: ...How did you know about that..?

Unknown: Like I said, I know you! :)

Me: Oh..haha...Well I gotta go feed my cat...

Unknown: Okay, ttyl cutie ;)

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