City Streets

Chapter I

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Things are bright, my surroundings, my friends, my life. At this point of life I've got no care in the world, but everything can't, better yet will never last forever.

Hi, my name Josephine but my friends just call me Joseph. I'm 15 years oId and I live in, well I use to live in Italy with my parents and myself, yep a single child. It's not fun to just have yourself to keep you company but at least I have friends, well I did until I moved to London. I thought going to a new school in a another country would be fun but my life turned into a living hell as soon as I walked through those school gates, and I thought all British schools were suppose to be nice but I thought wrong, reality just shot through my like a silver bullet, I guess you can never go to a school without having a few bullies in it. But I did make at least three friends while I was there but I'd always miss my other friends back home.
Like most people who come to another school, I got bullied as well, I mean who wouldn't bully a girls with messy, pale blond hair, unusual pale skin and who always stood out from the rest. unfortunately when I was being bullied it wasn't just the name calling, I was literally being almost bashed to death every time I'd come home. I just can't get over how judgemental people are, I mean what's the big deal about me being from another damn country!! But as cliche as this sounds I met someone, someone who changed the way I lived forever. This kind of person could change my emotions in a heartbeat, he could turn my dull green eyes into sparkling diamonds as I'd turn my eyes to his, he was the kind of person that I could rely on, a person that I could love.

Buts that's enough about me, I think it's time that we get to the where my story actually began and no not my birth, just the beginning of my living hell.
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