Allure

What happens when you try to escape your past? When you leave your home town thinking everything will get better when in reality it just gets worst by the second?

If you think happy endings like the ones in movies adapt in real life, then you couldn't be more wrong; believe me, I have first-hand experience on this situations.
I tried it. I wanted to stop depending on my parents, to stop those haunting nightmares. That's why I left, but here in this damned town, nothing could have been worse.

He changed everything. He changed me.

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I turned around annoyed as I saw a girl unloading a few boxes from her car.

Judging by her appearance, she looked rich. Just great. Another snob to complete this crappy neighborhood. Why am I still here if I hate it so much? Easy, it's the only place I can afford on my own. Which just leaves an unanswered question: Why is she here? She's definitely rich, and her black chrysler won't let me lie on that.
Maybe I could borrow it sometime...

Determined on finding something about her, I started walking her way while at the same time she started walking mine, head turned to her back. Suddenly the only sound I could here was a loud crash interrupting my normally calm mornings. I never would've guessed she'd be stupid enough to bump into me.

"What's your problem?" She asked looking up at me, as if this whole mess was my total fault.

"Watch where you're going" Bitch. I should've said that out loud.

Sometimes I'm just too good with strangers.