Nightmare

Escape

December 11, 2090

Michigan's Boarding School for Troubled Youth

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Life sucks a Hell lot

even with the ups and downs, the best way is always out. Now lets you brought up to speed my name is Star short for Starglass, Starglass Storm. Yeah I know not a normal name, but I'm not your average normal kid.

I live at a center that's made to be a boarding school for troubled kids but really is a juvie without all the paper work and tax payer dollars. I have reached the wonderful age of 13 making me one of the youngest here .I was put here by my parents and lets not even get started with how I feel about my parents. Anyone else who would've cared has  abandoned me  to live here till I'm deemed cured. As if you can cure something that's not a disease. Life dosen't feel real, only like a empty never ending void where I'm the sole survivor.

I have blue hair cut down to my ears. At 5ft tall I am no doubt small for my age. Add in the fact that my face looks like that of a child and you begin to understand the struggle I've been facing since birth. Some of you might think that is a good thing, and your so wrong because there is nothing worse than being mistaken for a little kid. Boys won't even go near me and maybe that has more to do with my personality but we're not going there.

Right when I was thinking that hell hounds would make the best spirit animal a voice I recognize all to well interrupts my thoughts.

''Miss Storm'' said Mr White ''As hard as it is to believe some of us actually do our sleeping in our quarters as should you"

Mr. White is my English teacher. We have never seen eye to eye, not since the incident where I pointed out that his name matched just about everything else about him. You see Mr. White has white hair, wears white button down shirts with white socks and beige pants because he probably couldn't find white pants to go with them. Now if he happened to change his color choice then I would gladly stop all the ''Casper" jokes seeing as how he's still a pretty attrative guy for his age. I guess there's just some people you can't reach.

When I return my attention to the room everyone is laughing and sharing looks about Casper's latest attempt to humiliate me. I wonder if everyone would still be laughing if I were to start choking them and were to take their eyes out with my pencil. Now whos laughing.

''If I was sleeping it's because this class is tiresome'' I mumble

''Then maybe you want to take it up with the Principal miss Storm'' He taunts back

Any thing but this boring class room I thought.

Mr White is still waiting for an answer.

''I will try not to sleep through such an important lesson'' I say with a hint coldness in my voice

He turns around like that was enough for him, if only I could tell him how I really felt. I seek out my phone and on the screen is a text

''Come on already operation ''Escape'' or not'' says Henry, my best and only friend.

''Operation ''Escape'' a go'' I text back

A few minutes later the fire alarm goes off as does the entire security system. I smile, Henry succeeded as always. I grab my bag and jump out the window while everyone is distracted.

Henry is leaning against an old oak tree , his short light brown hair blowning in the wind. He is about the same height as me and the same age but he has beautiful hazel eyes. He is wearing an orange sports jersey with the Broncos on it and black jeans that show off his muscular legs.