chapter 1

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It was just an ordinary day for me, getting up, getting dressed, waking up my little brother max, being late to the bus, and so on. Going to school in chicago is like going to prison (not like chicago is bad or anything not trying to shame you guys you guys rock)its just the fact that i live in a small apartment with people stealing all the time it gets kinda scary sometimes.

    While i was going over some math problems (that are very difficult) my teacher mrs fertinand had called my name.

"Miss. Steam are you paying attention"

"Yes actually i am, im just trying to find out what this worthless problem is talking about" i state getting a bit on the snarky side

"Well if you think that this problem is SO hard i bet you can figure it out in detention"

"Really that's the best you can do wow that's sad teach"

"Do not disrespect me like that"

"You know your last name should have been mrs. Hipacrit"

"That's it i am calling your parents"

"Oooh that hurt from the two years ive been here and you still don't know that my father was shot, just ouch"

"Uhh fine, I will not call your mom or give you a detention just please listen for the rest of the period"

"Yes mam"
It always works rosealie thought stretching her arms
RING RING
"And thats the bell of freedom"
Rosealie walked home (because the bus left her) when she got home she cooked some topramen and checked to see if max was asleep. She then got on her bed, ate, and watched a movie. Before the movie was over rosealie had fallen fast asleep. Little did she know her life was about to change for the better or for worse.

Here is some great music it is so pretty

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 03, 2018 ⏰

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