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I'm not sure if I'm going to do notifying yet.
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Location:
Eugene Fareli High School - Home of the Dragons
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F
i'd rather die then be famous (note the grammar)
chapter one
"Thanks, you guys didn't really
need to have a coming home party for me." I said with a piece
of chocolate cake in my mouth. The cake really was a beautiful
cake. A chocolate cake with pink and bright green frosting.
It was on a sea foam green platter. My parents got it all done for
me because I finally got out of the hospital. I was in for about a
year for therapy and rehab center groups, it was nice actually. I
really loved getting visits from people that I didn't know,
like the girl scout troop and nursing homes dropping off baskets of
bread and coffee.
"It's fine honey, it
really is." Said my grandma, I refer to her as Ema (E-ma not
Emma). "We love you and always will during the
hardtimes." I knew she was just being sympathetic. She knew I
was going through hardtimes and she just wanted to make sound like
she was there for me, but she really wasn't. While I was
in the hospital, My best friend, Connor, got in a car accident. His
brother was taking him for a night drive because they couldn't
sleep because their parents were fighting, Connor would always tell
about how his parents would always argue. Connor never knew why,
when he was a kid they were very loving to each other, but when he
turned 10 all hell broke loose. He died in the crash, A drunk
driver hit them. Connor and his brother, Peter didn't make it.
I think about Connor alot. He only visited me once in the
hostpital. He died during my 2nd month there. Tomorrow is my first
day of freshman year. Everyone else started one week ago.
"Elsker, Do you want come outside?" said my mom. Elsker
means Love in Danish. In school I have people call me Elle.
"Sure". I said. Today is September 3rd, the air is
already starting to feel chilled, but it still did have some warthm
to it. We sat outside for about five minutes until my little
brother, Reece, Who's 12, started complaning about bugs and we
had to go inside because he was getting really irritating. It was
9:30 at night, my grandparents decided it was a good time to go
home. They told us good-bye and left. I finally had some freedom. I
went right on my laptop. "Don't worry, We already have all
of your school stuff." said My dad. "I helped!" Said
Reece jumping around. "Ok, Thank you." I said to them
quickly. I personally didn't really care. I wanted to check my
wattpad. I love writing, I hope one day to be a famous writer. My
most recent story i'm writing is called Strut & Run.
It's about a girl being forced by her boyfriend to be a model
but runs away and goes underneith a different name and goes back to
highschool. It's quite interesting actually. I hope to be
featured on the Watty Awards. I start writing my newest chapter. it
takes me about 30 minutes. It's 10: 15 by the time i'm
done. I decide it's time to get ready for bed. I go
upstairs to my bed-room. I haven't been in here for almost 6
months. I've changed so much. I have to re-do my whole room.
Take down all of my twilight and black veil brides posters. Lord,
what was I thinking. I take out my suitcase and grab a pair of
pajama's. They're white and red. I put them on. I walk
slowly to the bathroom. I look my face "Same face, new
me." I say to myself. My features are average. Could be alor
better, could be alot worse. I have silky, thin, dark brown hair
with a slight wave at the bottom and light brown eyes. I refer to
them as Amber. I'm short, 5'3" and my build is ok.
I'm 120 lb. I lost alot in the hostpital, I used be overweight,
165 lb. I'm proud of myself, I'm now somwhat happy with my
figure. I brush my hair and put it in a braid. I then go to my
room, lay and in my bed and let the late night thoughts drown me
until I have to go to bed.