Help...

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'..."help" He pleaded, almost begged. " Don't go... please" I cried out, up to the stage of screaming. But, it was already, way too late...'

And thats how my horrible year 11 life started. My boyfriend, all of my heart, Gone. Just like that. From a stupid, stupid thing. Greed. I can't describe it without breaking down into tears and screaming. Its just so... Why?

My name is Tris Chartson. 16 year old girl from 'the world down under'. I have long brown hair that goes down to my butt when it has been straightened. I am very tall for my age. And am skinny, however not s​​tick thin.

I have one best friend and her name is Taylor. Tayler hawlig. I am technically an orphan. When i say technically' i mean that as in I lost both my mum and dad however i still have living family members. I am living with my aunt. I like her, but i a, not an A grade student. Im a high B but not an A. And i am an athlete. I love Basketball and the NBA to death but, my aunt hates it and she doesnt like the fact that i prefer Music and singing and my guitar all to her stupid tutorings.

My mum died when i was two. She died from cancer.it pretty much drowned her in her own body fluid. She was taken off of life support and died about three and a half weeks before my 3rd birthday. I gort over that quicker than my dads death. Probably because of the fact that I grew up with my dad.

My dad died when i was 13. Three years ago. I am still scared with what i went htrough. However i still went through school for the next terms living on my own. And taking money from dads wallet and work payments and his credit card. He died from a wrong prescrtion of his medication. He got given the wrong tablets and told to take too many at a time. He died in his sleep. Our last words shared were 'I love you'. By the morning when i tried to wake him for work he was already gone...

..Gone. Wow thats a dark and scary word. But its like its stuck in replay in my head...