Prologue

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Dear, Drama?

I have to do this stupid thing for my counselor because I got into a fucking fight so here I go. I'm Blair Victoria and I'm currently in the age of 14. I don't take my reputation seriously. According to my reputations since I was 6, I'm the "Rebellion Runaways". I didn't know exactly what that meant until I actually grew up with those words. I steal money, I get into fights, I sell drugs, I do graffitis, and whole a bunch of shit. I don't care for anyone. It's not that I don't want to but that's who I am. The whole idea of me being called the "Rebellion Runaways" is because I run. I know that's just as weird as I wrote it but it's true. I basically move places because we owe so much money to our drug dealers. So we basically run from polices and our 'we haven't paid' drug dealers. Last time I cared for someone was when I was 10. It's funny because we run away from those we care while we're stuck with those we don't. I don't want to lose anyone but as much as I want to avoid it I fall more in love with him. Yes him. Happened to me before. So yeah, I don't know how to fucking end a letter but here you go bitch.

Love, Blair
To, The demon

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