HA so I just read the first chapter of one of my deleted books and it's very deep, so enjoy:
The cold air sliced at your face as you ran to the metal bench, collapsing into a sobbing mess. You couldn't fathom the thought of what it would be like to have a normal life. Ever since your mom died, life fell apart more every day. You fell apart, and so did your stepfather, who thought drinking away his feelings and taking them out on you would resolve the issue. You've had enough of it, though. You were only 16, yet had to live in fear of your own home every day. All you had was a one-hundred dollar bill and a broken soul. So you would depart this small town with it, as far as it could take you.
