Chapter 1:

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Fowler High school never looked better, not that I'm some geek that can't wait for school no matter where it is, but after what has happened in my past I couldn't wait to move especially when it means leaving the orphanage. Wait let me back up a bit for the good of understanding who I am.
Fourth grade is a good time for any young girls life, a time where you didn't have to shave, or worry about what time of the month it was, but for me any time when I was young was terrible for me. I wasn't born with the world's greatest family of anything amazing like that, I was born with a father who didn't want a daughter. Though my mom was thrilled that she had a daughter so she didn't let my dad get rid of her little bundle of joy. So instead of killing me right of the bat he decided that he could just abuse me and make my life a living nightmare. By the fourth grade my dad's "punishments" we're beginning to get worse, he began giving me more lashes and was more strict on where I was, making it harder to make friends.

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