"I do not except defeat, you should have known that Near... guess you don't know me as well as you think huh?" I asked my back turned towards him.
"guess not..." he replied sadly
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Chapter One:
The snow falls gently on my face as I look up at the sky thinking about it all. It is hard, losing everything like that. How could something that was so good, fall apart so easy? I was just starting to get used to it all, I was starting to be happy again, and yet here I am.The snow is starting to get more violent as I continue walking the empty streets of England just wanting it all to end...that's all I ask for. I want to see them again, I want to see big brother again...ever since that night, that horrible night when I lost it all, I have been walking, alone. It is all unknown and I am getting scared. I am starting to see things, like white spots, black spots, yellow eyes in shadows...I think I am going mad, but I can't stop moving. If I stop, I could never start going again, and that scares me more than the unknown. How many months has it been since I basically died? Two, three? I lost count of the days, or I just gave up. The only reason I am still alive today is because of the occasional kind people who give me food, or money to buy my own food. It doesn't happen often but when it does I am very thankful. I am currently walking down some random street in Winchester rethinking my life when I run head first into pole. I fall back in pain, putting my arms out behind me to try and break my fall. The whole arm thing didn't work and I ended up spraining my wrist, and hyperextending my elbow. I fall on my butt with sheering pain rushing up my arms. I bite my lip so I don't scream in pain. I stay here resting until some pain subsides. After about fifteen minutes of waiting, I reached for the evil pole hauling myself up with all the effort I have. Once I am up, I start my walk again. I have to find a place to stay. It is freezing cold and all I have to keep me warm are some burnt, torn up clothes that I have been wearing since...then. The snow is wiping my h/l h/c hair around my face making it harder to see. I am shaking uncontrollably but that isn't going to stop me from finding a place to stay. I keep trudging through the thick, tall snow that has layered the ground. After walking for about an hour I see something bright it is distant but it's there. I start walking faster, then jogging, then I break out into a full out sprint. I have to get there! The running didn't last long, as it was actually closer than I thought. I ran to the door and opened it up. Everyone stared at me, but I didn't pay attention to that. I walked inside and closed the door behind me. Most people continued to stare, but could you blame them? I mean I was a scrawny little girl who just walked into a fancy restaurant, wearing nothing but a ripped, burnt dress and no shoes. I had deformed arms, and nappy hair. If I was in their position I would stare too. I am just standing here awkwardly while people start to turn around but whisper about me. I walk to the desk and ask to see the manager, the lady in the front nods and takes me to a room in the back of the restaurant. She holds the door open for me and I walk in. She hurries off in the other direction.
