Hey there! My name is Kate, I am 13 years old, and I live at an orphanage in Huntington Beach, California. I bet you're wondering why I'm here, Right? Let's start from the beginning. I was born in Tulsa, Oklahoma. I lived there until I was 6 years old, that's when my mom married John Evans, and we moved to my mom's hometown of Huntington Beach, California. That's when my life started to go downhill at a very fast pace. My stepfather started abusing me, He told me that if I ever told a soul, he'd kill me. When I was 9, my mother got diagnosed with Breast Cancer. She died from it when I was 10. After that, I hit rock bottom. The beatings got worse, and then, he took the one thing I cherished the most. I haven't ever been the same. I started self-harming, I tried to commit suicide countless times, but one thing always stopped me. The music. It would start playing every time. The music is the reason I'm here, walking this awful planet today. The kids at school and the orphanage hate me because I'm different. I dyed my hair black, I wear all black, and I listen to rock and metal. According to them that makes me 'Emo'. I brush them off because even though I may be broken, I will not sink. I will not let them win. I will fight.
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Beep. Beep. Beep. Crap. Time to get ready for my last day of hell. Oh well. I thought before rolling over to look at the clock. 6:00am. Ew. I hate mornings. I moved a little and fell off the bed. "Shiiiitttt" I groaned as I picked myself up. I walked over to my dresser before grabbing my ripped BVB tshirt, my black ripped skinny jeans, my gray beanie, my black doc martens and my underwear before locking my door and going into my bathroom. I stripped out of my clothes and turned on the shower, while I was waiting for it to cool down, I started brushing my hair. Once I was finished, I made sure the water wasn't satan's pond before stepping in. I did all I needed to do before stepping out and getting dressed. I grabbed a pair of fingerless gloves and slid them on before drying my hair and teasing it. I slipped on my beanie and grabbed my makeup bag. "Where the hell is my eyeliner?" I mumbled. I put on my usual concealer, eyeliner, mascara, and black eyeshadow before slipping on my doc martens and grabbing my Avenged Sevenfold backpack. I fished out my iPod and headphones. I plugged the headphones in and put them on. I turned on "A Gilded Masquerade" by Alesana as I walked out of my room. "As the water drips from the sky, I start to wander. If I'm still alive, I have to find the answer. Could it be that it was a dream, and I'm still beside her? Right before my eyes, a tragic surprise, the water stops.
Wickedness will rain, and drown us in her sorrow! (Sorrow, and her thirst!) If I hope to survive, I must think faster, I'm losing ground!
Should I pull back the veil? You had the best of me, (Now taste the worst!), All that glimmers is not gold, I may be wrong, but your brilliance is my darkness. You had me convinced that together we could fly! Until I started scratching at the surface (And I saw beyond your masquerade!) Your body is an illness!
Temples crashing down, all around me, Panic (Panic chokes the streets!), The golden city falls, and with it our lives go up in flames! Should I pull back the veil?
You had the best of me, (Now taste the worst!) All that glimmers is not gold! I may be wrong, but your brilliance is my darkness. You had me convinced that together we could fly! Until I started scratching at the surface, (And I saw beyond your masquerade!) Your body is an illness. (All shall be made clear.)
(We've been watching you wander.) My blood runs cold. (There's no need to run farther.) I fear I know the truth. (I tear back the cowl, and stare into my own eyes!) (Come into our arms, Brother.) Who are you? Who are you? Who are you? (Yeah!) Hey (x16).
I pull back the veil. You had the best of me, (Now taste the worst!) All that glimmers is not gold, I may be wrong, but your brilliance is my darkness. You had me convinced that together we could fly! Until I started scratching at the surface (And I saw beyond your masquerade!) Your body is an illness. (And I'm sickened by the thought of you!)
I may never be the same again. I may never be the same again." I sang as I walked out of the orphanage. "Space Enough To Grow" by Of Mice & Men came on. "What do you see when you close your eyes? How do you feel when you see it? Who is to say that it isn't real? And why can't we lie to believe it, to believe in something?
Look into the emptiness and step into the cold, right between your body and your soul. Deep inside of all of us, there's something left to hold. Even when we give up all hope, there's space enough to grow.
I know that we are all terminal, We sail on borrowed time. It's never about what we leave behind, it's how we live our lives.
Look into the emptiness and step into the cold, right between your body and soul. Deep inside of all of us, there's something left to hold. Even when we give up all hope, there's space enough to grow.
What do you see when you close your eyes?" I sang while walking past the beach. "Oh, how I'm gonna miss this place when I'm gone." I softly said. I finally made it to the hellhole--I mean, school. "Hey, slut!" Isabel said. Oh joy, Queen Bitch is here. I thought, walking past her. "Where do you think you're going, Whore?" I stopped in my tracks and spun around to face her. "To the graveyard to fuck your dad's corpse. Where the hell do you think I'm going?" I shot back. "You take that back, you emo whore!" She squealed. "Nope, now, if you excuse me, I have more important things to be doing than having this petty little fight with you. Have a good day!" I said, pushing past her. I walked to Math and sat down in my usual seat, at the back right corner. Isabel came and sat next to me. She wrote on a piece of paper then handed it to me. Go slit ur rists and die, u emo whore. It read. God, if you're going to be a bitch, at least spell it right. I thought before taking a bite of it and spitting it at her. "EW!" She shrieked as she ran out of the room. Serves her right. I mused. I sat there laughing to myself until her little group of followers came over. "How dare you do that to Isabel!" Ethan (Her boyfriend) said. "What? Queen Bitch deserved it." I remarked. "Queen Bitch? That's it, slut!" Ethan said as he tried to right-hook me. I caught his fist and slowly started turning it until he started pleading for me to stop. I let go of him. "Take that as a warning. You too." I said as I pointed at the group of followers behind him. Ethan tried to scurry off, and just to make sure he wouldn't fuck with me, I kicked my backpack in front of his feet, and he tripped over it. "Oops, sorry." I said in a realistic tone. I heard him and the others grumble as they walked off. I grabbed my math book and started to draw in it. Me? Doing schoolwork? You're kidding me, right? I thought. *4 hours later* I made my way back to the orphanage to find Mrs. Welsh with a huge grin on her face. "Hello, dear!" "Hello" I quietly said. She motioned me to come into her office. "I have great news! We finally found your father!" She beamed. "Oh my god! Really?!" I yelled. "Really! Now, go pack. He'll be here in 45 minutes! He's gonna take you to his house in LA!" "Alright! Thanks for everything, Mrs. Welsh!" I yelled, running up the stairs. "You're welcome, hon!" She yelled back. Well, it looks like I'm gonna stay on this earth for at least a little bit longer.
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Hey, y'all! I finally got this first chapter uploaded! The updates are going to be slow for a while, as my laptop is derping and I can't really use my ipod .-. So sorry about that. Anyways, I hope y'all enjoy! I have (at this current point in time) 18 more pre-written chapters :) Fearsparker will start co-writing with me soon! :D Please tell us what you think! I love my squidgies! (Or pinjas, whatever you prefer :3)
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FanfictionKate Purdy is a 13 year old orphan. She never knew her dad, and her mother died of Breast Cancer. She was born in Tulsa, Oklahoma, but moved to Huntington Beach, California when she was 6 years old. When they find her dad, will him and his bandma...
