I sat in my hidey hole and just watched the world go by so many people so many lifes all tied together effecting each other pushing and pulling all tying together all fiting together...every one had a purpose a greater reason there here everyone has a place.....except me or a least thats how i feel i grab my stuff and and slip out of the hidey hole and slide under the railing i walk down the east wing hallway and i see a wadded up paper ball by the trash can were someone missed the trash can i bent down and unwadded it i read the title "Jessica Thompson My Harvard essay" it was really good..of course its jessica but she didnt belive in herself her parents always telling her she wasnt good enough...though to be honest she is probaly future valivictorian i unwrinkled the paper and folded it neatly and went to her locker 214 and slid it through the crack i sighed and walked in to english passing jessica on the way in i took my seat and pulled out my notebook and wrote down the question
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Teen FictionAddalyn is just a girl who feels invisable ignored by everyone including here parents but when she meet the strage kid who just like her goes to "the house" to escape her misery she learns they have alot in common...and he may even have ties to her...
