Chapter One

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The cold winter air nipped at my skin the rain began to pour. I kicked at the puddles then looked around. Quiet nothing no one. Smiling to myself I ran and ran till I hit the bank. I rolled I rolled and rolled till I hit the sea. I swam and I swam till I hit a rock. I screamed till I croaked. I laughed. And I repeated everything. My hair was being stupid just as always. If my mum let me cut it then I'd be fine but she didn't. Stupid girls.
I walked back to the brick house which is my humble homestead. The door was opened and I sighed something was up. My father was drunk on the ground passed out and my mother was under the staircase asleep. Typical Friday night. As I reached my room I noticed my bob Dylan poster was ripped and my Xbox was missing. "CLARY YOU WHORE GIVE MY FUCKING XBOX BACK YOU WANNABE BITCH" I kicked her door and pushed it open. She was sitting on her bed taking selfies with MY XBOX. I ripped her phone out of her hand threw it at the wall and cradled my Xbox. Storming off into my room I locked the door. Looking around making sure everything was still there. My sports trophies- yup. My football gear-yup. My combat boots and skate shoes-yup. My skateboard-yup. My boxing gear-yup and my gaming box. I sighed and flopped onto my bed. I flicked the switch on my stereo and the music boomed. Shutting my eyes I lay there throwing up my plush basketball.
Bliss such a girly world. I prefer Chill. Ever since I was I was a child it was always the boy type. Mud, sports and all that now I'm 17 and I'm still the same. Mum. My job is average and now I almost have enough for my own apartment. Fuck yeah. Everything was sweet everything was chill.

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