Prologue;; Morning Runs

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Tap, tap, tap.

The sound of my feet slamming into the pavement as I run is all that fills the silent morning air. I feel the burn in my legs and lungs as sweat cascades down my face. I feel my lungs fill and then deflate while I begin to slow my pace near my apartment building. I stop in front of my door and allow myself to catch my breathe before entering the apartment.

Today school starts back, meaning my usual summer job will be shortened and it will be harder to provide for myself. As a sixteen year old living alone, a lot of things are hard for me to do. I make due with what I have though-- and I'm happy, which is the most important thing.

I rush into my small bathroom and take a shower, the cold water cooling off my overheated body. My morning runs and showers are the best part of my days because I feel free and have time to think. It allows me to escape reality even for just a few fleeting moments. Those moments are special because I can easily let the lid off of my jar of thoughts, every small minuscule thought running through my head creating a masterpiece that is my state of mind.

I try to stay positive, despite the depression and self doubt that follows my every move, I do my best to remain happy. Most people can't say that they do that, so even that is enough to make me proud.

Soon, I shut the water off and rush down the hall to my room. I glance at the clock, seeing that I still have an hour before I have to start getting ready for school. This is perfect. I fall back onto my bed and imagine what would happen if this were some sort of film.

This film would be some film about the struggles of a teenage girl with no parents, no doubt in my mind. The camera would be following my run and my shower before awkwardly showing my lying on the bed with a pink, fluffy towel rapped around my body and clumps of snake-like hair circling around my head.

I brush these thoughts off and allow my eyes to fall shut, the powerful need for sleep taking over.

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A/N:

This chapter is so trash and it's really short! But, I wanted to get this story out there seeing as it is something my friend asked for.

((Youd better vote and comment on every chapter too you brat))

-xoxoEm

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