CHAPTER ØNE

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Well, here i am again. Writing another book, hopfully i can stick with this idea, unlike all my other books that i attempted to write. Well here goes
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"But, i'm supposed to be reading this for school Mother." Hayden pleads, as his mother yanks the book out of his hand "You will do no such thing, the main protagonist is a female, and we do NOT want you acting all girly." Martha snaps at her son "You are supposed to be my perfect son." She screams, almost in tears. Hayden looks up at his mother with a guilty look in his eye "Mother? What are you going to do? Please don't hurt Mathias, he's only a baby." Within seconds after the last letters fell out of Haydens mouth, his mothers hand was wrapped tightly around his throat "You do NOT beg me to do anything." Martha yells, tightening her grip. She throws her son to the ground, "I'm done with you now. Clean up this mess."
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"Why don't you get that we can actually socialise now, Hayden?" Alex asks, sitting down infront of his brother at their usual spot, under the large oak tree at the very back of the football feild "Mother's not here, anyway we have Adrianna, our new mom" he added
"Alex, shut up" Hayden snapped, giving his brother an icy cold look, the same look he gave mother whenever Mathias or Alex got punnished. It was a quiet afternoon, sitting under such a large tree, there would usually be a football game going on and the ball would be purposfully kicked towards Hayden, but Alex was there to save his oldest brother, time and time again, he was beginning to realise that mother had traumatised him beyond belief. The bell went, signalling that there was one period left of this hell hole, then everyone could leave for the weekend.
"Hayden, could you please read passage three from the third paragraph, then explain what the author meant." Mr Carson demanded
"I'm sorry what?" Hayden asked
"You know i do not repeat myself in this class, Hayden. You need to pay more attention, othetwise you're flunking"
"I don't read"
The entire class turned around in their seats to face Hayden, their eyes like glass shards peircing through his body, Mr Carson's jaw hit the floor, seconds after the last letters rolled off Haydens tongue, he looked mortified, as though someone had slashed his tires and painted 'CUNT' all over his car
"Mr Campton, i suggest you best start reading boy-o. Otherwise you're never going to succeed in life"
"I'm already dead" Hayden whisperd underneath his breath.

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