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Liz 's pov

I move a piece of hair from my face as it fell before, I sit at a bench at the park. I find the park relaxing and peaceful when there aren't little kids around.

Its mid November and I have to go back to school tomorrow from thanksgiving break.

I hated it, I dreaded it, I got made fun of by my family. You think I would be use to it, I thought so to, I guess not.

Same old things they say ' so how's that boyfriend doing?' 'When are you getting a boyfriend'

I absolutely hate holidays where I have to see family, teasing, name calling, annoying me. That's why I bring headphones and my phone everywhere. Its just me and my music.

I just like to go to the park at night, its just so mysterious. Its currently 11:44pm . You think I would be scared, I'm not have, I have my music up on high.

It blocks out the world for me, the noise, the names I get called. Its just me and my music and I couldn't be happier


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Hey guys I don't know how this story is gonna go but I think you might like it, this chapter is shorter because its like an intro sorta but not really. I just felt like it should have ended like that to be honest.
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