Cassandra's Story

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Cassandra's POV

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There's one thing that's special about me that I think is great about me. I'm not ordinary, Im not special, I'm not that talented, but I am emo.

It's kind of weird to admit but it's true. I'm not. Like everyone says I should be for an emo. They say I should like black, I like gray, they say that I shouldn't smile, but I do, and they say that I shouldn't be talented, I love to sketch.

My friends izzy and Angie are far from what people expect me to hang around. Even though I say I'm emo, I don't have to hang with people who are into this when thing.

Sure, I said that I'm emo but I don't have to be full on emo. During my free time I take out my journal and I sketch, but right now I'm sitting in my room listening to my crazy sister yell at her friend over the phone.

I can here her through that walks because she is naturally loud.

I open my door cause not I'm getting tired of this. I walk over to her door which is right down the hall.

"Caitlin, what the hell" I pound on her door but there is no answer. She probably can't hear me because she is yelling to loud.

I enter my room again and I sit at my desk. I don't usually do this but I decide to play flappy birds.

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About 30 minutes later Caitlin finally shuts up and she goes to take a shower. Thank god. I would say Caitlin is more emo than me. She doesn't agree with anything it's always her decision because she's that way.

Tonight Caitlin choose to go "Lettus eat" Caitlin and I are vegan so I don't mind. My parents on the other hand love to eat innocent animal. They are sickos.

Once we finish eating my mom said she had something for me. I really like gifts but don't in a way.

We arrive home and I call Angie about a school project that is due in a week. It's a big project and I'm kinda doing to last minute.

I hear someone knock in my door, then I hear footsteps running away. I creep out my door and I kneel down to get my box wrapped in dark.

I unwrap it there and it's a journal. The pages are blank and on the first page there is a note. This is much bigger than the journal I have.

"Hey" my friend Izzy texts me

"Hey" I reply

"I was just asking Angie if she would like to go to the exploratorium on Saturday and I was gonna ask if u wanna go."

"Sure I'll go"

"Ok well night"

"Night"

Then she stops texting me and I can once again hear Caitlin yelling. I don't get what's with her and yelling she isn't that much older than me probably by 3 months.

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I wake up to the sound of the wind howling. Once the wind howls it sounds like someone's singing for low to high.

I can hear Caitlin wake up because she does the same thing ever morning; walk out her door and slams it.

Today it sounds like we are going to have a tornado but it's Vegas and we never have any.

I get a call from my school that we are bit having school today. This is great I have a free day to my self.

I don't feel like talking to Caitlin because everyone I tell her that there is no school and she is already ready she screams. Instead I text her and I can her her scream. I can tell she is at my door because she is pounding.