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I was starving when I woke up I practically ran to the kitchen before I even brushed my teeth, after a hearty meal I dragged my limbs to my room too full to walk like a normal person, I laid down for another half and hour before getting up to clean and dress. I got dressed in a faded blue sweater I’ve had since I was fifteen. It had being a Christmas present from dad. Tugged on a pair of sit off and crawled back on my bed.

Hannah and Kyle had also been at a school party so there were lots of pictures on social media. I see several messages from Hannah trying to convince me to post a few pictures from last night on my social. I turned her down.

Hannah: But you look smoking.

Me: Nope.

I had a few snapshots and selfies on my i*******m but any pictures from last night is a big no no, that girl… she isn’t me.

She’s another version of me, the wife of Ian Quinn, the expensive dress, the gem and make up. That girl is something to be envied, like those women from the bathroom. All that