STELLA My day starts like any other. I wake up early, shower, and get dressed ready for the school day. I make my way into the kitchen, where I make breakfast for myself and some quick toast for my dad. As I make lunch for both of us, let me introduce myself: My name is Stella Sullivan. I have long, curly amber hair and sapphire blue eyes. I am quite petite at only 5ft, however; I try to make up for that with my attitude. The best thing is that I'll be eighteen in three months. I live in a small house, in a simple neighbourhood, just outside the big city. It's just me and my dad, Max Sullivan, now as my mother Marie was killed four years ago in a hostage situation at the local grocery store. She was trying to protect a young mum with her baby when the shooter shot her in the back. Little did I know just how much losing my mum would change my life... My Dad didn't take my mother's death well, and as far as I know, he was still going to work, but he was a shadowed shell of himself. M
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