Chapter 1

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Narrators POV
Her clothes were sticking to her now wet and cold body as Rain drops hit her beautiful pale face, her (hair colour) hair damp and heavy, Sticking to the frame of her face. Goose bumps littered her small shivering pale body as Her (eye colour) eyes seemed to be glowing in the dark cold night, but her eyes held an emotion. It was immense sadness, whatever she did she could never get away from that feeling of sadness. Everyday she falls deeper and deeper into it. She wanted a real friend, one that wouldn't hurt her or betray her. But of course, that was asking too much, or was it......?

Her name is (y/n)....and this is her story.

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