I am 14 years old, and I am running for my life. I know, I know. I'm way to young to die. If I was normal I would wake up, go to school, come home, and go to bed just like everyone else. I actually did at one time, but that was months ago. It was then, all that time ago when everything known to man took a turn for the worst. The day something irreversible happened.
Hi. My name is Sara, and this is the story of how my father tried to kill me.
My name is Crystal. I always dreamed of escaping this small little town (also known as Enchantment) in New Mexico (and yea, that is in the USA) I mean, seriously. I'm going to the high school that everyone in my family has gone to. It's so repetitive. My life I mean. Get up. Go to school. Cheer. Homework. Bed. See how I actually said homework? Yea, I thought so. That is why I'm a geek. But a popular one at that. Yes, I am
head cheerleader, and no I'm not Snotty McSnottypants. I'm actually really nice.
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His name is Chase. (And btw, I absolutely despise him!) He does anything anytime and anywhere, and he is kinda the quarterback. Ya. Now. We kinda got teamed up for a project, and I seriously wished I was dead. I am probably the only girl in the town who can't stand him. He should go die in a pit. But I have to work with him, or I will fail. So, I guess I'm gonna have to live with it (or at least pretend to) before he drives me insane, wait. He already did.