Chapter 2

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~Imogen's POV~

Support group was as shitty as normal, it was like my own personal hell. Even though it's supposed to 'help me', says my mother, I dare say... I haven't changed.

I sat in the same spot in the corner slouched in my seat with my short blonde hair shutting me out from the others...still don't know most of their names. Plus, a new girl showed up today, now I have to add another name to remember...or pretend to remember.

I believe her name was Ash..Ashley...Asp..Aspyn? I honestly have no idea but she seemed pretty nice. I mean she's the only person who has ever tried to talk with me. Most people tend not to speak with the depressing kid in the corner.

We basically just introduced our selfs to...Aspyn..and told some of our stories. I felt bad for the girl..apparently she had lost her best friend in a car accident, God knows what that could do to a person. But I don't know, I wasn't really listening. At least I still have my mum, I think to myself as I drive to the library.
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I usually don't go places after support group because I'm always tired from a long day at school, but today I just needed to relax.

Some people might think 'why do you read so much...its boring,' well when I read I feel as if everything goes away. It's the only time I feel okay.

There are times when I can be 'normal' but then I lose it again, and everything comes crashing down. It's scary...not knowing what's wrong with you. I don't want to think these things constantly. I guess that's why I was thrown in support group.

A sigh escapes my lips as I sit down on the large moon chair and take out the large book I've been reading. Peace at last.
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I'm driving home from the library ,after reading a couple chapters and getting told it was going to close up. A yawn is forced out of my mouth as I turn into our driveway, parking the car and taking the keys out of the ignition.

I lock the car and jog up the broken concrete steps to the front door. It's unlocked so I walk in and head to the kitchen where my mum should be.

I see her at the counter chopping some vegetables and I go up to her and give her a quick hug before I grab a drink from the fridge and trot upstairs to my bedroom, mumbling a quick 'goodnight, love you.'

I plop down on my bed taking a few gulps from my bottle of water before heading into the washroom to shower.

I flinch as I walk past the mirror. A pale lifeless girl stares back at me, with bleached blonde hair and scars marking her body like a preschoolers drawing.  My steps falter slightly as I make my way into the shower.

I quickly rinse and then dry myself with my towel before I go back to my closet to change into my sweats and a camisole.

As I go to lay on my bed I check the clock...8:00. It's never bad to get an early sleep...maybe I could get to school early tomorrow and avoid everyone?

I check my phone behind my head briefly, no messages shocker, and snuggle deeper into my comforter. I recount the events from today and take to memory that it wasn't that awful. I eventually drift of to sleep counting back what happened today over...and over again.
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The oh so sweet sound of my alarm wakes me up at  6:00. Maybe I could sleep five more minutes...I'll still be able to get to school early.

Wrong idea...

I walk up again with a start as I realize I was supposed to get up in 5 minutes. I check the clock and notice that I slept a whole hour!

Well I totally ruined the chance of running from my problems and getting to school early.

I rush to the washroom and as quickly as possible run a brush through my hair. I look at my face and groan...how am I going to cover this monstrosity? I grab my concealer and dab it on randomly and then pencil in some under eyeliner and decide, screw it...I'm done.

I throw everything randomly back into some cabinets and then sprint back into my room, almost running into my closet. I grab some black jeans, a white t-shirt, and a jacket to throw over top of it.

I stumble trying to put everything on and then shove my boots on before clomping down the stairs. I see my mums amused and startled face a as I sprint past her reaching into the fridge and grabbing some orange juice.

I grab a glass, sloshing orange juice on the counter a few times and chug it down before grabbing an apple, leaving the kitchen, and grabbing my bag that my mum held in her hands with a smug look.

I kiss her on the cheek and rush out of the house and into my car before heading to school. Well I guess I totally blew getting to school early.
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I jump out of my car having arrived at school and grab my bag. I hesitantly walk to my first class when someone stops in front of me.

I practically jump six feet in the air until I realize who it is...is that Aspyn? What is she doing here?
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AN- a little bit of a longer chapter for you from Imogen's point of view. If you didn't know Rosemary and I will be writing a chapter after each other from our characters point of view.~Shadow❤️

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