story of a girl (edited)

chapter one (picture of abigail -------) -edited-

yes here is the first chapter of my first story on here :) some of u may know me from youtube..i use to post stories on there...but if your new and never read my works...then hiii! :P i also have another story on youtube,,just one though since my other stories were deleted some how.....so annoying. anyways my youtube channel is http://www.youtube.com/storywriterkelsey i dont post on there anymore because i moved to here...this story has been up there b4..some of u may recognize it. thsi was my very first story o've ever wrote...its not the exact same because i rewrote it..alot actually...this story is a litte short since its my first story...and u may not think its very good because i took a year off of write for reasons...but i am back..so please comment and if you arent a fan become a fan! :) follow me on twitter! http://www.twitter.com/obviouslykelsey

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anyways heres the first chapter of my story enjoy! :)

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Chapter 1

I stared at myself in the mirror and nervously looked myself over making sure I looked ok.Today is my first day of school and I'm nervous as hell.

I took in my outfit for the day. I chose a pair of dark wash jeans and a black tank top, with a grey hoodie, with the local high schools logo on top.

 I guess it's kind of silly for a junior to be nervous on their first day of school. if you did what I did and vanished after 8th grade year, cutting off ties with everyone, you would probably be nervous too. I didn't drop out of high school though, I was home schooled by my neighbor. Unfortunately, they moved this year. I don't have any money for a home school teacher. So, I'm being forced to go back to school.

I didn't leave school because i was being bullied or anything. I left because I was to worried about my mom.

My dad left when I was 14, causing my mom to have a breakdown. Every night since then, she would get drunk, forcing me to have to take care of her and myself. Typical story though I guess. Dad leaves, forcing mom to turn to either drugs or alcohol, causing the son or daughte to drop everything and take care of them.

It's partially my fault since I give her the beer when she asked for it. When ever I leave the house, she walks down, drunk I might add, down to the grocery store. I'm surprised she hasn't gotten in trouble for being drunk in public. 

I quickly looked in the mirror one last time and smoothed down my dirty blond hair and headed down stairs. I quickly dashed out the front door, ignoring my mom, who was passed out on the couch, surrounded by her beer bottles and empty vodka glasses.

When I got to school, I nervously fixed my book bag that was hanging off of my shoulder.

 It's only 7:30, so the doors aren't open yet. The doors don't open until 7:50, so everyone is forced to wait outside until then. 

I stood in the middle of the parking lot and scanned the school grounds, looking for a deserted place to stand.

"Oh my god, is that Abigail Cox that I see!" a voice exclaimed.

I turned around quickly and widened my eyes. It was my old best friend from middle school, well we were friend before then too, we met in kindergarten. In middle school, I was always jealous of her looks. She has dark brown hair that's always slightly curled. And beautiful bright blue eyes that guys always got lost in.

"Hey Liz." I said quietly.

She crossed her arms across her chest. "I'm surprised you even remember my name, since you vanished and didn't even bother to contact me what so ever."