Chapter 1: How?

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As I pass these lockers stained green I can't help but remember how happy I used to be. How happy I was when you were still my friend.
"Hey Sen" Fawn's voice echos from the hall. That annoying name she called me. My name is Serenity not Sen. "Hi Fawn" I say smiling. Fawn walked passed me in a hurry. "Whoa what's the rush? Go any faster and you'll burn up your shoes." I say jokingly. "Just trying to get to class" She says an obvious lie.
I act like its nothing. "That was weird" i think to myself. 
I was writing a story in class when Fawn asked to see it. "Sure but its not done yet"I say handing her my orange book. "Wow its really good" Fawn says. "Thanks" i say. The next day Fawn had a story exactly like mine in her notebook. She stole it. The week after that she stole my friends. Then she began stealing objects. Small stuff like pencils and pens,then books and homework sheets...then bigger things. How strange someone could change that fast.
   Months go by. Fawn is still stealing. "How? Why now?" I ask myself. Fawn is stealing all my ideas. My style,my drawings. Everything that was unique about me i now share it with her.It's just not fair. All of my stories seem to have a second author. All my drawings seem to have two illustrators. There seems to be two of me.
How did this all happen so fast? How did she take everything from me so quickly? I'm all alone. "Hey Sen, nice story eh?" Fawn calls mockingly from down the long empty hallway, her voice reverberating off of the floors and lockers. "No" i say through tears. "You steal from me i steal from you, idiot" Fawn calls. "I didn't steal from you!" I say now rising from my fetus position on the hard,cold tile floor. "Yes you did" Fawn said growing angry. "What did I take from you?" I say slowing stepping closer. "Everything. I was supposed to be special. But you can write, and draw so much better" Fawn said stepping closer. "Fawn, you know that's not true" i say. "Yes it is! Everyone knows your the talented one!"Fawn screams. "Fawn-" "SHUT UP!" Fawn screams shoving me backwards. "You're not special" Fawn whispers. I feel a intense pain shoot through my lower abdomin. "Fawn what are you doing!" I yell. "SHUT UP!!" Fawn screeches, driving her fist into my stomach. "I was supposed to be better,i was supposed to be someone!" Fawn says over and over again in between punches. I manage to stagger away. I run as fast as I could out of the school she wanted to meet at. I run and call my mother to pick me up...half dead.

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