Chapter One: Lost

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Harley sat on the dirty floor, cleaning a spill her aunt, Teresa, made.  Harley had brunette hair with slight curls.  She was tall for her age, and very thin.  You could easily mistake her for a stick.  She wore the same ripped jeans every day, and owned 3 worn shirts.  Her parents got in a car accident when she was 7.  Her parents had been amazing.  They would care for Harley.  They cooked great meals.  They demonstrated kindness for her, which made her the nice person she is today.  Teresa sat on the couch, and began eating chips.  The crumbs spilled all over where Harley had cleaned.  Teresa looked almost like a clown.  She wore a lot of ugly make-up, and always had her hair in a dressy bun.  She had been very fat, way shorter than Harley.  "I just cleaned there, Teresa." stated Harley. "Do I care little brat?" snapped Teresa. "Get back to work!" She then got up and smacked Harley's face so hard, there was a dark, red handprint that almost matched Harley's tan skin.  Her gray eyes filled with tears, but she held them back and scrubbed the floor once again.

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