The "Difficult" Child chapter 1*EDITING*
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    Casey Is a Fourteen year old Orphan who was abandoned when she was seven years old by drunken Prostitute mother. She's been in 6 different foster homes because of her being " A Difficult Child". She.. has a quite interesting taste of Music One Day o...

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    ~Casey's P.O.V~
    
                          
    I feel my legs quicken their pace as I hear its footsteps coming closer and closer to me.
    
                          
    I feel the thorns Tear into my skin. then I do the most terrible thing, I trip. I feel its claw grasp my shoulder. Then I gasp.
    
                          
    I wake up soaked in sweat, The same goddam dream ive been having for a month. Then I look over to my right to my new roommate Ivey staring at me. I mentally slap myself.
    
                          
    "What?" I say.
    
                          
    " What the fuck did you dream about??" She practically screeched. 
    
                          
    " Nothing" I roll my eyes at the already dressed makeup caked googly eyed girl.
    
                          
    I get up and look at the clock. 
    
                          
    "Its Five in the goddam morning!!!? Why the fuck are you dressed, you bloke?"
    
                          
    " A friends picking me up at 6, Fag." She winked.
    
                          
    "Maybe He meant 6 P.M,you bum."
    
                          
    "  I Call shower! Im goin to the park and mall afterwards be home later!!" I screeched.
    
                          
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    -After shower-
    
                          
    I pick out my favorite outfit,  oh god. I sound like a girly girl. I mentally scowl at my self.  Oh well.  My outfit is A BVB shirt Fully black, Gray Pair of pants with my pair of converse shoes. And my superman belt.  I do my bland makeup,  and stare at my eyes. Why do they have to be THIS color. Why not Brown eyes? Ugh Fuck this.  I walk out to discover its now seven A.M. I stroll to the kitchen area. 
    
                          
    "Oh Hi, it's you again. " Said Mrs. Hannigan. 
    
                          
    "Hi Hannigan. Im not hungry, I did my chores, I am leaving now." I said wryly. My stomach is screaming feed me but I really do not want to spend another blasted minute in that hell hole, let alone with wicked  of the west.
    
                          
    I grabbed my jacket and walked out.
    
                          
    Now what shall I do.. for a few hours?  walk to the park, read my harry potter book? urggh or should I go to the mall now and buy a 'few' shirts. mall it is. 
    
                          
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