Chapter 1 - Introduction

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"Ha Ha Ha Ha" Everyone laughs at the remarks Chloe makes..... And they are always about me. In fact, I don't think there is one thing she hasn't made fun of. Chloe is that bitchy popular girl that everyone likes for some strange reason. I am the complete opposite. My pastel blue hair is cut into a fringe. I dress in all black. And, something completely different from Chloe, I am facing extreme depression.
Things got bad around eight grade. Before that everything was okay. I had several friends, a good relationship, I was somewhat social, and I was just that quiet, shy, average looking girl. It was the end half of seventh grade when my life went downhill. All my parents did was yell at me about how horrible I was, I lost a lot of friends (including the fact that my best friend moved), and I got dumped after several harsh fights. I ended the school year with one friend and a whole lot of C's and D's in my classes.
Eight grade is when the depression started. My only friend had complete different classes so I was left alone. And with Chloe always making fun of me, no one even dared to look at me. I decided that year to change. I decided to cut my hair into a fringe and dyed it black. My floset (floor closet) covered in all black clothing and shit from all the way back to fifth grade. Though fifth grade was not long ago everything was completely different and happiness felt like a distant memory. I spent the eight grade year with loneliness, depression, horrible grades, and horrible parents.
Now I am a freshmen in high school, and this is my story.

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Hey! First of all I'm warning you this is my first story so it will probably suck. Second I may not write a lot and I'm not sure if I like it so far but comment it you do. Also later on tell me if you want me to continue or stop writing and die. Im kidding but anyway if you have any ideas tell me and maybe I can tie it in. Anyway I'll start working on the second chapter soon. Byee

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