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Blue Hair and Bruised Knees

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My life used to be pretty boring. Everything was average. Normal family, normal looks, normal house, normal job, normal life. 

The only non-boring aspect of my life was my best friend which was only because she always managed to mess it up somehow. I didn't really mind much because it kept things interesting. 

That is until she disappeared leaving me to care for her fatherless child with nothing more than a few hundred pounds and a sorry note.  

She did ruin my old life. She ruined everything that I'd actually cared for. 

My parents hated the fact that I was 'throwing my life away' for a child that wasn't mine. Not to mention illegally. I dyed my hair blue in rebellion. My own way of saying "F*CK YOU!"

...They kicked me out shortly after. 

I couldn't find a decent job in the area and the rumors became so vicious that I just left and never looked back. 

Old life: Destroyed, unraveled, completely gone. 

Let's see how long my new life lasts shall we?All Rights Reserved

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