Chapter 1

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I was a typical tomboy who lived in a family of four. I got on with my family quiet well... apart from Aaron. Aaron never fitted in. He isn't even true family, even if he says he is we all know he isn't. He was only there because of mum's dramatic breakdown over dad. If dad didn't leave mum for a 13 year old tramp then everything would be fine. Fine, Fine, FINE! but mum never listens. She thinks she knows what i want but she don't. She even tried getting ME into a pink frilly dress with embellished white sequins but i wasn't having any of it and fed that £45 dress to Jessie. Jessie is a Siberian husky who was adopted by us from dogs trust. She demolishes anything and everything, ANYYHOOO... back to dad leaving, he isn't all bad.. he sends me gift cards on my birthdays but mum always hides them before we get up, she says ' You'd get upset with your dad leaving... he don't even have the guts to take you anywhere, fools money'. but i still love my dad. Always have, Always will. 

It was a Monday... like all Monday's i had to go to the gates of hell... SCHOOL! I was laying there in the dark just minding my own business and a bright white light appeared out of nowhere. A black figure stood over the bottom of my bed frame. i Screamed. 'OH TAYA! WILL YOU PLEASE BE QUIET!' Mum's voice seemed to be coming from this shadow. 'M..Mum?' i said squinting my eyes. ' URG.. Mummm.... close the curtains' i said rolling myself back up in my blanket. 'NO NO NO NO NO.....' she said pulling off my blanket. 'It's a sunny day Taya and i'm sure Mrs. Carewhell won't want you to be late so.... GET DRESSED NOW OR I'LL HAVE AARON TO WAKE YOU.' As she walked out the door and closed my door i then shot up like a cork bottle and instantly got dressed. I didn't want that bog brush to come into my room, he has no right. 'BREAKFAST' mum shouted as i 

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