Sammy Imagine
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Ongoing, First published Mar 17, 2015
New kid
"Ugh why do we have to move i want to stay here with my friends and family!" I Said 
"Im sorry sweetie but we have to i got a new job over summer when i was over there" My mother said. 

Oh I'm sorry, Hi my names Daisy I'm 16 years old from Chicago Illinois. Im hispanic, black hair and brown eyes. Im not your typical girl thats would go to a regular school, I'm a girl that does online school but since I'm moving i have to attend a real school with really suck. My mom went to Omaha Nebraska for vacations and while she was over there she applied for a job which is making us move. Todays my last day in Chicago I'm gonna miss this place. "Go get the last box in your room" mom said. "Okayyy" i walked up stairs and into my room. So many memories in this room with the people i love. We got all the boxes in the car and drove off. Nebraska here i come.
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Sincerely Luna Rose

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Dear Nobody, My name is Luna Rose Wesley and I'm just like any other girl my age. I have some secrets, I'm afraid of the future, I have some complicated relationships and some amazing friends, and I'm just trying to do anything that I can to survive. But as the days pass, it seems like surviving in my world is becoming more difficult with every minute. You see, without any money, my family is forced to live in in an apartment building that's smack dab in the center of our rundown part of the city. And my mother is just a work of art. She is now addicted to drugs, and she isn't trying very hard at all to try to get us out of our inner-city situation. Living in constant fear, not only of what's outside my window at night, but also of my violent dealing brother living in the room across the hall, I have to find a way to cope without putting a bullet in my skull like so many of my fallen brethren. And my coping mechanism is to write letters to nobody- to you- and sending it to an address that doesn't exist. I need somebody to talk to without that somebody thinking that I'm looking for pity, so I've found you. Nobody. Thanks for listening. Sincerely, Luna Rose (Rated Mature for the mentioning of sex, drug use, violence, and profane language. Does not contain actual sex scenes.)