Shadows everywhere. Circling around me, I barely could breathe. Voices, whispers to be exact, were everywhere, telling me to turn around.
Chapter 1
I awoken at 11:45 A.M. to the smell of bacon. My mom has always cooked for the family at exactly 11:30 and finished at 11:47. My family has always been good with numbers, I guess that is what makes us unique. But all that changed when my dad left for another woman last year. But I guess she's cooking today because today is special. Today is my 15th birthday. The day I have to pick what I have to be, and guess what? I have no iea what I want to be yet.
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