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Ugh. Do I have to go to school? I really don't want to, but then again I really don't wanna hear my parents fighting again. After about 15 minutes of debating myself, I get up and go to the bathroom. I brush my teeth straiten my long brown hair and put on my eye liner and eye shadow. I look in the mirror and still feel gross. Oh well.I go to my closet and pick out my nirvana tank top, black skinny jeans, and my vans. I throw on my beanie and my jacket. Its a bit warm but I always wear my jacket or a bunch of bracelets. Guess why?
I walk down stairs and my parents once again are fighting. I role my eyes and just go outside. I go to my Jeep and drive off to school blasting All Time Low. I sing along then drive into the parking lot. I look only to see Amanda outside.
Amanda is how you say the "Queen bee" everyone listens to her. She hates me so of course everyone in my grade does too. I have no friends but who needs friends when u have music right? I tried getting in the school before she noticed. Didn't work.
"Hey fat ass" I tried walking away but she pulled me by my hair and threw me to the floor. "You don't walk away from me. I'm talking you bitch." She began kicking me. I just layed there as people laughed and the tears formed in my eyes. I refused to cry. I won't give them that. She pulled me up by my hair and I felt her breath on my face. "Why are you still here. No one wants you, no one likes you. Why don't you just do us all a favor and die." She threw my face down.
I grabbed my stuff and went to the bathroom. I lifted my shirt and saw the bruises I touched them and winced in pain. Maybe she's right. I went to the stall and sat on the floor. I pulled up my sleeve got my blade and started. I watched the blood flow and felt better I felt no more pain.
I got up and cleaned up my wrist. I put down my sleeve and left the bathroom just as the bell rang. I walked to my class, math. I'm good at math I like math. And I don't have to deal with Amanda. After math the bell rang for lunch.
I went to my secluded area and started going through YouTube. I found this one band, 5 Seconds of Summer? Strange name. I checked out some covers and their real songs. They're actually really good. There's something about them. Well the one with dark hair anyway. I know him. I don't know how or why but I do. His name is Calum I think and I know this can't be right but we kinda look alike. No we can't its impossible right?
I ditched the rest of my classes. I can't handle that anymore today. I went home and went straight up stairs and start listening to the new band. I can't stop thinking about how I could possibly know Calum. It's impossible though. I mean he's in Australia. I live in California. I don't know I'm probably just going crazy. I put their music on repeat and fall asleep.
I wake up to the sound of my parents fighting. I role my eyes and go to the end of the hall I heard my name I wanted to hear. "I don't want her here. All she is is trouble. I never wanted her. You chose her. You paid the damn doctor to steal her but why her she so fucking stupid." I hear my dad say. "I chose her because I wanted a girl and she was a twin. I didn't think her family would miss one child they still had one more. Why would they miss her anyway we have her and don't want her." My mom said. I didn't even notice I was crying until I felt my face wet.
I still don't understand. My parents stole me? Who am I? Who are they? I have a twin? Who is my real family? I can't do this I need to know. I walked out and my 'parents' looked at me with absolute hatred. "What are you doing up?" My father asked. "Answer me you stupid bitch" I didn't know what to say, what to do. I mean would you? He walked up to me and slapped me. "What do you want!" He yelled again. I backed away a little and asked, "who am I?" They looked at me confused.
"I heard you. You stole me. Who am I?" I raised my voice a bit. He slapped me again harder this time. I fell. "Don't you dare talk to me like that" I shy away in pain. My mom comes up to me and towers over. "You are not my daughter. I don't want you. Your a stupid bitch and I wish I picked the boy not you. He would have been less trouble and could be something in life. Your worthless. And your name? It was Cassidy. Your name is as ugly as you. Get out of my house"
I ran upstairs and packed my stuff. Cassidy? My name was Cassidy. Who is my real family? Where do I come from. I don't know but I do know that I'm leaving this place and I'm not coming back. I don't know where to go but I'm leaving.
A/N so that was the first chapter sorry if it sucks but the story will get better. Leave comments I would luv ur opinions
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