Opening eyes

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First Day of school, just 4 hours later.. And I'm definitely not ready. Never been and never will be actually. My Aunt Kassandra pays my school bills every year now, just because she doesn't want her sister to get worse, get by fearing about my better future.

Not a simple snore that night, as I can't help but think about another dreadful year, walking in hallway alone and being under the shadows.
Your average freak with demonic eyes and a black hoodie some might say. I let out a sigh as I look at my window, wishing on the stars for something to change. Knowing, nothing bright will ever appear at the end of my path.

It's finally 7:00am. I have to get ready, even though I don't see a point to even let go off my crusty old blankets, the only thing which ever kept me warm.
I get up, make my hair into a pony tail, wearing my one and only black hoodie, which keeps me safe from people.

As I leave my room with my usual pale bare face, mother makes an effort to say goodbye. I didn't care as I stepped out of the house, slamming the door behind.

It was a snowy day, blank streets since I live far from my new school, I walked the holo roads alone. Not caring about being late, because I don't expect anything to go right either. Because it never did.

I stop by at my local Starbucks, to get myself a drink. I look lifeless and the new staff ask me if I'm okay. I say yes, take my drink and don't look back while she glares at me from behind with concern. I felt like it was non of her business.

While walking my eyes started shutting as I didn't get much sleep the night before. The chilly weather made it worse for me, and I couldn't see where I was going. School was just 3 blocks away but I doubt I'd make it. Before I lost consciousness, I felt a strong cold hand against my back, I felt that chilly soul through my thick hoodie, and it felt familiar.

It felt almost too similar to be true, I look back, and I see no one. "maybe it was just my guardian angels" I said to myself, looking like an idiot infront of the sleeping neighbours.

As I walk, that moment kept replaying in my head, and that kept me awake until I reached school. And I eventually made it just in time.

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