The Dream of Her Life

The Dream of Her Life

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A young girl becomes lost in her mind and her reality when she is hit and becomes unconscious, but doesn't realize it because she sees her world in a whole new way. Her name is Hilarie. A normal junior in high school. Homework. Mean teachers. Boring classes. A normal 16 year old life. Relationships built and destroyed. Normal friends. Brooke, Chad and James. Normal (for the most part) family. Little does She know that her whole world is going to be flipped upside down in 3...2...1... I woke up to early for a Saturday morning. I knew it couldn't be even 6:30 because my mom was still asleep. I checked my phone to see the time, I was right. Only 6:15. No one would be awake at this time. I decided since I had some energy that I would put my dirty blonde hair up in a high pony tail and go for a morning jog. I grabbed my phone and ear buds, wrote a note letting my parents know I was be home around 7 this morning, put on my shoes and was off. I jamming out to a song by Bethany Joy Galleotti.
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As a young girl she was only happy. Not a care in the world or insecurity to worry about. She was a bigger girl and was teased when she reached 3rd grade. She cried her tears to her mom, but as she got older she cried them to herself. Alone in the dark as a tear rolls off her nose, she drops her head and lets out a big scream into her pillow. Not to let her parents hear, this is beginning to become her normal routine. Her tears dry and she lays on her back looking up at the ceiling, her body is cold and life less. Suicide has become an appealing option to her. But instead she pushes those thoughts back and rolls over on her side and drifts off to sleep, alone and empty inside, she was now beautifully curvy but her insecurities never let her see that. Until the new bad boy comes into play and changes everything

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