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Once..... Let me tell you a story, of a young girl, nobody really knew. Once, many years ago, a baby girl was born to parents who could not keep her; parents, who were practically babies themselves. So, with regret, the sent her away to grow up with a strange family, hundreds of miles away.years passed. The little girl grew, entering kindergarten she met a friend, but she was afraid, she had lost a friend before....and she had never had a girl like her before....she was too "weird". The friends grew close...so close, nobody could separate them more than a classroom away without one of them throwing a tantrum. But...close as they were, the little girl still felt alone.Even her best friend was alienated sometimes...who could understand a freak? The girls turned 11 and entered middle school...a new level of torture. Split up by the entire school sometimes, the two rarely saw each other...the young girl was persecuted, for her clothes, her beliefs, ...for who she was, liked by few, hated by many, ignored by most....she only found comfort in her room and the forest, where no one could hear her screams. She never quite knew who she was yelling at, and after awhile she grew horse and could only cry silently, no one to see her convict herself of all the crimes she had never commited. And so, slowly, she grew number, oblivious to anything but her own pain. A smile for the world, no more tears for her pillow....for a year....she grew cold as ice.....but no one can stay frozen forever, and like always as it is with her, something cracked. she turned 13, entered the 8th grade, and sparked. Her sister entered middle school, her bestfriend was in her gym class....and the boy in blue who payed her no more attention than a rock would. Mask slipping, she let herself feel again....and she fell....fell so hard it shook her whole world. All it took was the new guy, spinning her so fast she would have fallen for real if he hadn't spun her into his arms....and a whole lot of trouble. She fought bitterly that year with her friend that year....why did she date him.....who knows.....he's no good for you. Don't lie, jealousy was behind every girls eyes, the young girl saw it everytime she saw her friend, so happy with her oh so charismatic boyfriend....and she felt it....stirring behind the guilt and barriers she placed so carefully....it would have been better to let sleeping dogs lie......8th grade ended...along with her parents 20 year marrige, splitting her family apart and moving her and her sister to a strange neighborhood and away from her friends and her father...she didn't cry...there were other things to waste her tears on. High school loomed over her, an oppresive force on her already thinly streched nerves, perhaps thats what broke her.High school was a new planet, huge, loud, and with massive football players with cars. Bestfriend in only homeroom...once a week....and....he was there. Maybe high school wouldn't be so bad after all. Brown hair, bandie, and funny.....he made spanish class fun. The young girl wasn't so young anymore...she knew she was pretty....apparently he didn't....homecoming...an old flame to be there...she panicked.....called a friend for a favor....same friend who gave her a wake-up call the year before....Mr.Charismatic.....could he maybe help her out?....just one night.....date me?.....like she could ask for more.....like she would.....maybe.....no.....he said yes??!!.....wow......5 monthes later.Valentine's day 3 shots, a paper flower, bag of skittles ,and a broken heart. She never expected more from a guy...best friend always has her back...24hours later, faeries must have powers. 1am, she loves him more than ever, back together,Forever<3........I think not.
