Chapter 3

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I am walking on the abandoned road. My black curly hair is blowing in the breeze.

I got in another fight with my dad again. I've been failing in school and he said something like " You are an embarassment to this family Ryan! Why can't you just listen to what your tutor tells you and do good in school." It kinda hurt but I didn't really care.

My dad, well I guess my family, well we're pretty rich. So my dad has been hiring all these people to help me, he thinks theres something wrong with me.

But what could be wrong with a 16 year old boy? EVERYTHING! All my friends are always polite to me, which I know there not polite, everyone gives me space whenever I enter a room. Even the teachers are polite to me, when I get an F they always say "good job" or "its not that bad" which it is bad. All the girls want me, even the younger teachers that are a ms not a mrs. But theres no one I like. Its really annoying how I get all these flirty looks and gestures. I just want to be normal. Thats my one wish.

I'm the only one though. My dad is the one making the money so he likes it, my mom married him so she has to like it, and i'm pretty sure my younger sister likes it because she always wants more dolls. "Hmm....... what to do ,what to do."

I kicked a rock into the trees on the right of me. Thats when I heard someone running. I looked up and saw a girl dressed in black. She had one of those reusable walmart bags slung around her right shoulder. I saw something like a baseball bat sticking out out of the bag. As my eyes looked up to her face I saw she was smiling. Her face was pale and she had long curly hair trailing behind her as she ran. As I looked closer I saw her face was kind of dirty. All of a sudden she jumped into the treeline.

I was shocked. Why did she go in the woods? There was nothing in there. There were no houses near those woods. I looked behind me. My parents wouldn't care if I left. Besides I just wanted to know who she was and why she wasn't in school. Next thing I kno I was walking into the woods.

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