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Chapter 1

Her love was stronger than her hate, very many people got to experience her hate but only few could experience her love. She loved inanimate things. She loved music and the sound vibrating within her body. She loved the animals for they will not do her wrong. Humans were dangerous. She trusted no one. Not even herself. The things she hated, well, that's too long of a list to name. Most things she hated were people. People hurt people. And she was tired of being hurt.

She walks through the halls with her hood up and her head down. Her face hiding behind her long, tangled hair. With her earbuds in and the volume up. She blocks herself from the loud noises of small talk and meaningless conversations of people you talk to once a day during the school year but during break the fly away from your mind like a balloon floats away into complete oblivion.

She walks out from the school building with the rest of the student body. The air was cold and her heart was heavy. The pure snow falls slowly from the gray sky. She walks to her car that is covered in snow on the other side of the parking lot. She unlocks the car and climbs in throwing her bag to the back. Her car was messy with water bottles and CD's on the other seats. Because she was the only child this car was all hers.

The car starts up and she turn on the heat trying to get warm. When she pulls out of the parking lot she can hear the slush smashing under the tires of the old car that needed a wash. Speeding out of the parking lot she puts on her favorite CD that her boyfriend gave her.

The Boyfriend
Her boyfriend was the best thing that ever happened to her. She loved him more than she could ever love anything. He drove her crazy but that's what kept the relationship going. They both joked with each other. He loved her for who she was and he didn't change her and that's why they worked.

(back to the story)
She drove around for about an hour with her thoughts to herself. She liked it that way. She kept her confusion and thoughts all to her. She was a person who liked to be alone. She spent her time alone even though that was when she was her saddest. She liked being able to do what she wanted without people seeing her.

She heads back home and walks in the door. The squeaks of the door notify everyone that she is home. She was created by her cat that waits for her to get home every day. Her cat Frenchie better her paw at her leg like she did every day when she got home. She put her backpack down by the front door and walked up to her room. She was home alone because her mom didn't get from from work until 5pm.

She walked into her room with her cat following her. She didn't have any homework because she finished it all in class. Frenchie leaped up onto her bed and she flopped on her bed to take a nap that was very needed. She curled up into her warm covers next to her cat and closed her eyes. She lied there thinking for a few minutes but soon after she fell asleep. Her sleep was peaceful and dream she did not. She was fast asleep warm and cozy in her queen size bed with her head rested on her favorite pillow. She liked the flat pillows or slept with no pillow at all. She was now deep in her sleep and she would stay like that for another hour or two like she did every day when she got home from school. Naps were her favorite thing because she was always so tired no matter how much sleep she got the night before. Sleeping was always an option for her. She felt safe from everyone. She liked not having to talk of think. She liked how she could just be away for a little bit until she had to come back into the world.