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Rowan POV
Hey I'm Rowan Blanchard I'm 13 Years Old. I Have Brown Hair and Eyes. I'm Homeless and Live In the Foster System. It's A Place Where you Live When you Don't Have Anyone To Take Care Of you. My Parents Died In A Plane Crash. I Miss Them Terribly. I Have A Room But I Have To Share It With this mean girl Selena. She Always Tells Me I Should Have Been on that plane And Crashed with My Parents and Died with Them. I Cut sometimes But Not Alot. I Just Wish Someone Loved Me that's All I Want. But who would I Mean. I'm Homeless. I am not pretty and Not cute. None of the Above. Right Now I'm Just In My Room Listening To Music. It calms Me Down.
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Selena- (Walks Into the Room). Hey Frugally. (Laughs).
Rowan- (Sits up on Her Bed) What Do You want Selena?
Selena- (Slaps Rowan Across the Face). Don't Talk To Back To Me.
Rowan- (Gets up Off Her Bed and Faces Selena). Why your A Slut!
Selena- (Punches Rowan In the stomach Hard). Say Anything Like That Again and It Will Be Worse. (Walks Out Of The Room).
Rowan- (crawls To Her Bed Gets On It Slowly and Cries Herself To Sleep.
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