(Dianna's P.O.V.)
I woke up to the sound of my alarm on my phone going off. I sat up, and yawned. I put on a loose tee and black skinny jeans. I slipped into the vacant hallway outside of my room. I heard the pitter-patter of my little sister, Claire, coming down the hallway. When I turned around she was right behind me.
"Dianna, can you help me with something?" She asked. I nodded and followed her back to her room.
When we got there she handed me a binder.
"Look inside and tell me your opinion." She said sitting on her bed. I looked inside of the binder to see some sort of scrapbook. I saw some family memories. I smiled at some, then started to cry. My family was so happy then and now... We all hate each other. "Dianna, please don't cry I didn't mean to make you cry. I'm sorry." She took the binder from me. "Its ok Claire I know you didn't mean it." I hugged her and told her to get dressed.
After I walked out of her room I went to the bathroom and cleared up my face. When I looked up I saw my scar and remembered the night my father cut me with his ring while slapping me. I walked into the kitchen and was surprised to see my mom in the kitchen eating a bowl of cereal. "Morning mom." I said as I passed her to get my backpack and leave. "Aren't you going to eat?" We shared a look. "No, I'm fine. Not hungry." I said to her hoping it was reassuring. She looked at me again then waved me off.
When I got to the bus stop 3 people were already there. 'here we go' I thought to myself.
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Romancehi, so this is my first story....... here we go Dianna, a bisexual teen that has no clue what's going on in her life but being abused by her father and possibly liking another teen named Sky. WARNING: this is ALL fluff!!!!!
