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CHAPTER 1

PERFECT GIRL

A shadow stretches out his hand to me and tells me something exact and precise
<< Follow me, I'll take you to a place where you will feel truly free >>
I smile at her and began racing on a long trail, where the sunlight shines on my skin but the longer we go on and the more air gets cramped and everything becomes increasingly dark.
Where are we? What's going on?
I keep running until I stop and I can't go on. My mind tells me to continue but my body doesn't respond, I remain firm and I cry.
Where is the light?
Where is the shadow?
I was left alone.
Alone. I can't breathe.
<< EMMA! >>
I can hear someone screaming.
<< EMMA! >>
Please take me away from here, whoever you are.

<< Emma! Wake up! Do you want to be late on the last day of school?! I've already made breakfast! >>
Where am I? Great, I'm in my room, with my mom always yells at me at me at five in the morning.
Yes, FIVE AM!
Why am I always prepared and perfect for any occasion?! Even for the most banal ones as going to school! Why can't a give a damn about makeup and dressing well like the other girls from school?!
No, you're right mom.
I have to be perfect, you never know what could happen.
I take advantage of my mom's absence to search on internet new songs to make covers later. I have to be prepared for Juilliard, I can't miss anything.
<< Emma, are you kidding me?! >> mom says rolling her eyes to me in front of my door.
<< Yeah mom look at me instead.
I'm ready for a new day at school! I'm your favorite son! >> Paul says satisfied.
I'm amazed every time I see that little troublemaker of Paul, it's not like me.
He's rebellious and brash like my father but still a very smart kid as my mother. But I'm still proud that I transmit to my little brother my passion for books and music.
<< Yes Paul, you're the best! Whatever makes you happy and makes you sleep at night. >> I reply, laughing.
And as always he does tongue out face and insults me, leaving the room ti finally complain my behaviour with our father. But despite all I love that little beastie so much.
'Sleep at night' is now an unknown thing to me. It's almost two years that I always do this nightmares.
I can't take it anymore, but what its will mean? As always I think too much, I have to stop.
I have to get ready, Leo will arrive here to go to school together in an hour. I picked from my closet a long skirt, a striped t-shirt and few moments later I go to the bathroom to get ready for my last day of high school.