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chapter one.

June Winter.

There are many reasons why I like to be alone. The silence, you're able to think properly without anyone distracting you from your thoughts, the freedom, no drama, no stress and no harm. No one is able to hurt you and you're not able to hurt them.

Still I also like to be around people, strange though since i'm not a peoples person. But sometimes the feeling of being wanted and being liked by others is quite nice. Also, I apreciate a hug when I'm sad or kind words when only mad words had been spoken.

I have like a love/hate relationship with other people, I want to be loved but don't come to close cause I don't actually like you that much. It's frustrating really, having to battle constantly with your thoughts and feelings.

Also, I have to admit that I'm not really open so to say that I'm trying to be social and talk to others would be a lie. I wish I was more social tho but I'm just not..

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If you'd tell me 10 years ago that at some point in my life I wouldn't e excited for my birthday then I would probably laugh really hard, but here I am sitting alone at the small diner table in the old apartment of me and my mother just outside of London. This place actually creeps me out, it's about 100 years old and who knows what kind of people lived or maybe even died in here. Luckily it has a lot of windowns so there's always light inside of the house. When I finished my breakfast I walk over to my phone that's been ringing non stop since I stepped into the living room. I didn't bothered to answer since there could only be one person ringing my phone this early.. My mum.  

"Hello?" I asked as if I didn't know who was on the other side of the line.

"Happy Birthday sweetheart! What took you so long to answer?"

"I had no time" I answered in a boring tone, not reacting to her happy birthday.

"Oh.." It stayed silent for a moment none of us knowing what to say. "I'll be home at four will you be back then aswell?"

"No I have school till 5" answering in an dry tone hoping my mum would hang up soon.

"Okay sweetheart have fun! Bye"

"yeah" is all I say before hanging up. It's a monday morning 7:30, today I turned 19 which is a boring age, and it's the first day of my new school so I had no reason to be cheery.

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The minute I step into the massive hallway of the university hundered of students pass me all at the same time to get to their class. I stand still to take a look at the enormous building and let out a sigh. Here we go then, let's hope I'll make at least the first semester.

-- Authors note --

Hi!  

So I just started this story, and I hope you like it already enough so you'll read when the next chapter is done. If you did like it already then please vote! Also, sorry for the short chapter, it's kind of an introduction part so I didn't want to make it too long. I promise all the next chapters will be longer.

Thanks for reading.

Xx.