Alone

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I've always liked being by myself. Taking long walks, but never really going anywhere. Staying in my room for hours on end telling myself ' this is going to be the last chapter...' and it never is.

That was until I had met Derek Hale of course. We were in the same year at school but we had never really crossed paths, him being super popular and me being super not...

One day I was walking to school as usual when I stupidly decided to walk through the woods of beacon hills. There wasn't any laws but it was pretty well known that no one is to enter the woods due the I high population of wolves that countless people have seen there.

After about 10 mins of walking straight into the woods I turned to take in my surroundings. Nothing but trees for miles, all I could want. I decided to skip school and find something more enjoyable to spend my time doing.

After about a mile of walking I came across a run down house. I didn't go in though because I have more morals than that and that because of the state the house was in people could have died in there, and I had no intention in upsetting the dead. I backed away from the house and I could imagine what it had looked like before.

It would have been white and grand, with a long winding drive way, but all that was left now was the blackened empty shell of someone's home. A lost
memory.

Part 2???

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