Chapter one

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This is a rough draft!! So ya know, spelling mistakes are probably in here. Don't be #Triggerd !! Ik. I'm cringy, ok on with the story.
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As the light shines through my dusty cracked window, lighting up my whole room, with tiny white and brown specs of dust dancing in the air. With the soft sound of the silver clock ticking, bouncing off the walls and the window opened a crack so i could just feel the light breeze trickle down my neck. I crack my eyes opened, groan, and stretch my neck up to look at my alarm clock. 6:45. 5 more minutes.

I complain and drop back down to my bed. I close my eyes again, with my back in pain with my cheap hard bed. What seems like just seconds later, my alarm clock goes off, with buzzing noise filling my ears.

I slowly pull my gray blankets on my body, off to the side. I sit up, rubbing my tired eyes.
"Ugh...I should be used to this by now." I mumble.
I stand up and walk across my little room to turn off my alarm. Not needing to turn on my lights, with the sun being enough, I go to my scratched closet door, and slip on a dark red flannel, and pull on black ripped jeans.

I walk to my bathroom and pull out my blue tooth brush, and turning on the water, with some reason, the sound of the water calming me down, and brush my teeth and my snarled, straight, dark brown hair. I pull out my makeup bag and dab a little of foundation on, mascara, and some pink chap stick. I slid my sachal off my door knob, and draped it over my neck and quickly put a piece of bread in the toaster and slip on my black Hightop converses. As the ding of the toaster makes me jump, I go over, and put butter on it, and run to my truck. As I ride to town, with it being busy as normal.

I pass by everyone doing there thing, in a small town. People feeding ducks, a pond, glistening with the reflection of the light. Finally, I arrived at a cabin. I parked and pushed the glass door entry. With it being empty, with tables and chairs all around, being a restaurant, I tied my black apron around my waist, and started my day.

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Well that's the first chapter! Gonna try to update more. First book on wattpad .3. Wonder what's it about?
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