Hi, i'm Katlyn. My life? It could be better. I'm going into 11th grade, and i am actually surprised that i got so far. i'm the boring quiet student who gets picked on in the back of the room, hoping not to get called on to answer a question while nervously doodling all over their papers. So... actually processing any information being taught in class? Highly unlikely.
what do i look like? Well im not that pretty, i can tell you that. Almost every girl thinks that. I'm nothing special. But i guess i can tell you the basics. I have long brown hair and very short. Awkwardly short. Since i'm not as tall as others, by body weight isn't spread out evenly making me look bigger than i actually weigh. I guess i'm just curvy. Besides that, i have blue eyes.
I currently live in Polson, Montana in a house away from everyone, not really in town. No one can find me and where i live, thats the upside. i work in a small little coffee shop on the corner in Polson, i'm saving up the money for a college, like my mom always says.
my first day of school is tomorrow, and I'm not ready. Lets just say i'm not the most liked person in school. I moved here 2 almost 3 years ago, im originally from Michigan, where my dad left us. So i moved here when i started highschool.
So i guess i can let the story begin.
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