The Headmaster's Daughter

The Headmaster's Daughter

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Aug 12, 2015
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Meet Chloe Hill, your typical "Nerd Girl", she always strives to achieve straight A's, and undoubtably she gets them. Chloe isn't one for being in the 'lime light', she is a shy and timid character to come across who comes from a middle working class family. Nothing special, right? - well, at least that is what she wants people to believe. The truth is, that Chloe actually comes from an incredibly wealthy family, who are situated in the heart of a small town in England but, her parents decided to move to California when Chloe was 15 help improve their travels for work. What happens when the Headmaster of the University (her father) decides that it is best for Chloe to go into the dormitories like the rest of the pupils, in hope that she will 'come out of her shell' and act more like the 19 year olds her age? How about throwing in a cocky jerk who thinks the world revolves around him? Let's just say her life is now far from simple. *This is being slowly updated*
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"You are a worthless piece of trash! We should've gotten rid of you when we had the chance!" My abusive dad shouted, slapping me with all of his might. My name is Chloe Adams. Both of my parents have abused me my entire life. I'm covered in bruises, cuts, and burns from head to toe, but I've learned how to cover them up. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever escape this hell hole. "Yeah you should've." I agreed, whispering under my breath. "What was that!?" He yelled even louder than before. "N-Nothing." I stuttered, afraid of his reaction. I don't want to be pushed down the stairs again. The last time that happened, I broke my wrist. They didn't even take me to the hospital. I had to bandage it myself. "That's what I thought! Go fetch me a beer!" He ordered. There comes a moment when you don't want to stop. When you don't want to get better. You just don't care anymore. Read to find out how one small yet huge text can change Chloe's outlook on this magical journey we call life.

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