where the something lays

when it all started

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           My name is Naomi. I'm seventeen years old. And I can't wait to get out of this trash town.

"Ugh," I groan as the sun sneaks past my blinds. As I sat up, I realized. It's 8:05. Shit. I was late for school! I roll out of bed, I rush to my closet. "Ugh! Why is fashion so hard?" I shrieked. Finally, I decided on jeans, a sweatshirt, and combat boots. I pull my hair in a quick messy bun and run out of the door. When I got to school, Emerson and Rose tackled me." What are you doing?!? You're going fail English!" Emme screamed at me. "Don't be such a boob punch! Chill out!" Rosie blurted. I laughed. Rosie and Emme always knew how to make me laugh. Suddenly, Asher and Teagen came in to view. "Guys, have you heard?" Teagen seemed concerned. "Whats the tea, T?" Rosie and I said in harmony. "Someone was murdered."