'Help'

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They say another human life being born into the world makes everything that had ever happened right. Like time didn't exist, no one could die sad and those who fell, fallen in honor. Well, at least that's what most thought, just another hoping human belief. 

When I was born in the world on November the 12th 2002, I was almost immediately named: Kiera Dasher. I was told that I would be right in the world by my mother. That's what she said to me anyway. 

Life was incredible for me, I had a loving mother and big brother. I was extroverted, had plenty of friends and couldn't be any more grateful. I seemed to be popular but not enough to be with the snobs, no one really got under my skin either. I never really knew my father I saw him only once a year as he and my mother were divorced and he was always occupied in the war in Pakistan recovery. Besides from that, I couldn't have chosen a better life.

It was now 2017 in Spring. I was a happy 15-year-old that was constantly running outside or at the beach for not much reason. 

I was indoors 3 hours awake and trying my best not to wake anyone. I crept from my bedroom making my way down the tiled hallway. I reached the front door slowly turning the silver knob opening the door quietly. Luckily no creaking echoed so I shut the door just as slow. 

I ran out from under the door frame outside.The wind wiped my blonde hair back while I broke into a sprint down to the beach my chucks hitting the rocky concrete. 

I didn't bother looking if any cars were coming when I crossed the street rewarded with a loud honking. I jumped on the other side, eyes widened and my heart pounding at me saying 'You dumbass'. I just smiled at the rush continuing to run. I skidded to a slick stop as I kicked fluffy sand in the air. I fluffed round splashing in the shallow water until my phone buzzed in my blue jeans back pocket. 

I clicked the side button on my 2degrees the screen lighting up. A text notification popped on the screen.

Jay
'You twat, look up. We got an hour left.'

I looked up squinting due to the morning sun. I saw my brother with his brightly reddish hair muffled horribly in a wild tousled style and his tanned skin blending him with the sunshine naturally. He stood on the small ledge that looked over the beach holding his thin smartphone grinning at me. I rolled my eyes at his smug grin, I jogged back up meeting up with him relatively out of breath. I opened the door to his silver lined car sliding in the passenger seat. Jay sitting in the driver's seat ready to go...To sleep. 

"Yipee...School." I groaned leaning on my knees cutting off half my view of the windshield. 

"You mean hell." He corrected me, our lips curled into a small grin.

Jay started the engine and soon we were off on the road joking around. He took a left, two rights and then soon was lucky enough to get a straight drive in parking. He hated parallel parking and so did I. I wasn't going to die due to my brother! 

I swung outside the car standing tall but miserably failing as my brother stood over me intentionally. He grinned devilishly heading down the steps entering our school, Nashi High. I quickly followed him down the smooth pale cement steps and once down we broke off into different areas me going down to the math and science blocks. Jay going down to the courts, fields and gym blocks. 

I went to my first class, Mathematics. Yay. 

As always I was there before the teacher or anyone for that matter. I sat down at my usual spot in the side seating infront of the large windows. It was ghostly quiet in the polished oak and marble filled room. It was strictly clean not even a smudge on the desks nor anything on the walls other than pointless times table sheets and useless 'helping' quotes. 

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