Chapter 1
Greetings
"Wake up bitch, we're going on an adventure."
I get the text at 8:00 in the morning. The number was flashing BLOCKED.
"The heck....?" I lifted my phone off of my nightstand, and type in my password. The number flashed BLOCKED again. Ugh. Great. Some other asshole trying to tell me to kill myself. Another text came in.
Heather Cunningham. Hello. Sorry for the crappy greeting, but you need to know something. My name is Eileen. I am a Fixer.
The heck?
To be exact, I'm your fixer. Soon your life is going to change for the better. You're going to be happy. Until that happens my mission is not complete. I will become your best friend, and you will be healed.
DO NOT LOSE HOPE.
- Eileen, Fixer, Section 1
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This was a prank.
My life has always sucked. My mom always screamed that she hated me (no surprise their, I wasn't supposed to be born. Thanks, 'dad'.) The kids at school hated me for being Lesbian. What was the point in living? I had no one, nobody would miss me. The only thing I even remotely care about is band. I am a seventh grade flute. I'm like, sixth chair, and am completely useless. The drum major, Bryce, is OK, but he thinks I'm pretty stupid. Not that I blame him, I make straight F's on my grades. The only adult I care about is the band director. Mrs. Fama she is the most wonderful, kind adult I've ever met. Sadly, we can never be friends. I've been through it all before. If we get too close, she'll find out I cut and then report me. I'll have to transfer again.....and well......you get the point.
You see,
That's where I was wrong.
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BEEP
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My alarm goes off, signaling another day of school.
YOU ARE READING
The Protectors of The Lost
AdventureThey are the friends sitting right next to you. If your a person who cuts, cries yourself to sleep at night, considers suicide, or anything like that, then listen carefully. YOU ARE NOT ALONE. Your safe. The one person in your life you depend on...
