"Taylor, wake up for school!" that was my mom. It's 6:00 in the morning, I am 9-10 years old at this time in 2004-2005.

 "Whatever, mom." Call me careless if you wish.

 That was a new beginning for me. Little Miami sounded like a stupid school and, I was right. On the first day I was already an outcast to everyone.

 I had nothing anymore, when I moved I didn't care about anyone or anything. It never occurred to me what I felt for this school, all I felt was complete hatred. After a 1 year and a half at Little Miami, I got my hair cut very short after each school year I would too.

 I will always hate Little Miami. For 3 years people have pushed me around. How much longer? I always wonder this without think about it. Anyways I'm only a girl, what more do I have to think about? Boys, make up and other girly things. I don't need make up, boys, and all the girly thing. I want to be myself for life.

 I usually feel nothing, my emotions...are like nothing to me or anyone else. Most of the time I love pain, because I felt nothing at all. Everyday was like broken glass, and I was glad about that. I don't even care who knows who I like or "Love". Love means nothing to me abd maybe never will. Do I like Love? Of course I'm not that heartless or mean. I dyed my hair brown/black, now brown and blonde, hoping no one would notice. Some did, and some didn't, but it means nothing to me though. I don't have School spirit, uh, who needs it? Oh yeah, the stupid preps and whoever the little stupid, "I love Little Miami Schools Club!" Do they matter to me? No! Is my heart a black hole, or am I just depressed? I guess so I do have a black hole as a heart.

 Chapter 2: Still My story....

 Finding it hard to believe no one cares if I was gone, even forever. I trust no one really, would you? Maybe, or maybe not for you. Still my story!!! Little Miami can't make me ever feel at home. This school is only spending, no wonder why they need help or more money.

to be continued.....