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The rain poured down on me when I opened the door to the quite small graveyard. It was the 15th of September, the day I wish didn't exist. Exactly one year ago my dad died because of cancer and I still missed him every day, but this day was worse because it was the anniversary of his death. I had always been my dad's princess and he would make sure that nobody would ever harm me.

I bent down to lay some flowers on to my dads grave and I softly began speaking to him through my muffled sobs. Even though I knew he wouldn't answer, I somehow knew that he was listening and that gave me lots of comfort.

I had been at the grave for quite a long time, when someone grabbed my shoulder and said:"Bella, it's time to go I guess. You're soaked, I don't want you to get sick. You can come back here tomorrow."

I nodded and turned around. "Can I walk home?"

"Sure, Darling" my mother answered giving me a hint of a smile.

I just had to think about some things, I wasn't ready to just jump into the car. After a ten minute walk, I turned into the street we lived in when somebody suddenly bumped into me.

"Watch your step" the older boy said annoyed "..freak" he added when he saw me.

I rolled her eyes and murmured a "Jerk" at the tall, blonde boy who went to the same school as I did. Luke Hemmings was a year older than me and I didn't know him well but I knew that he was kind of an asshole and just not somebody anyone would like to hang out with because he would never be in a good mood anyway.

I wondered what Luke did in the region I lived in anyway, I heard that Luke was really rich and my family and I lived in one of the more poor parts of the city.

When I finally reached the small two story house at the very end of the street I quickly unlocked the door and let myself a nice bubble bath in.

While I was sitting in the bathtub I realized that I didn't have much of the holidays left, I would have to face all the fake girls, judgemental people and freaks at school again and that was something I I wished I never had to do again.

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