Chapter one

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         The sun rays bet down on me as i walk around like a ghost. My headphones in and the world out. Don't you just hate it when people put you in a category or a group when they don't even know your story? I would know because people don't want to take the time and get to know me. I would love it if someone could just take the time to get to know me. I would love it because im tired of being the one that sits out or gets picked last. Sometimes i wonder if there is a person like me out there. Someone that would take the time to get to know me. A person that can be in my story to tell .

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