Part 1: LOST

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It's a cold day here at Hanserville. I was laying on my bed reading my favorite book, Freedom. I always wondered what is freedom and what is so wonderful about it. I looked at my book and back at my phone. The urge to text is so strong. Technically, I only have friends on social media and one friend from school. Her name is Stella. She is the only person i trust at school...The only one eventually. I took my phone and started texting here ~

me: hey stella

stella: hi becky!

me: what r u doin ?

stella: nothing important.u?

me: same here...

stella: you still reading FREEDOM?

me: yeah.

stella: oh whale ...wanna hang?

me: sure but where??

stella: ill pick you up at ur house at 5.

me: sure I'll ask my mom first.

stella: okie see ya soon

I quickly called my mom and asked if i could go. Here's the text coversation.

me: hi mom ♡

mom: hi sweetie, don't be up 2 anything weird.

me: not at all. I have nothing 2 do at home plus sis locked herself in the room playing with her phone..

mom: what do u wan?

me: can i go out with stella to target?

mom: be home by 8.

me: okay.

So I quickly got ready with a simple t shirt and denim jacket from aeropostale and jeans. Then i combed my hair and tie it into a simple ponytail. I do not like to use TOO much makeup. but today im not using it at all. I read my book while waiting. "i have one thing that is freedom " i read out loud that line. but what does she mean by freedom? what does she mean.is it about her going to party's without parent's approval? Making our parents mad? It doesn't look like freedom to me.

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