Chapitre 1: Meant to strive (1)
Just as soon as I opened my eyes.. I saw the light.
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"Congratulations to today's lottery winners!"
Again, nothing as usual. Wasting my life away gambling with the money I earn from part time jobs is stupid, but I have nothing else to do in my free time.
My lease is almost up and I will be on the streets soon if I don't get my act together.
Changing isn't easy, never has been ever since my family died. People tend to do that around me.
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"I should have studied in school.. Damn it." I muttered to myself.
"I should have FUCKING STUDIED" I pushed over my chair as I stood up, only to tumble over on the ground like some idiot, I'm not an idiot.
God does not like me, I've always tried to reach out, I always have, nothing came out of it.
Walking to the kitchen I slowly grab dirty dishes I find around my apartment, I feel like doing something productive for once, which isn't like me. Maybe it's the alcohol getting to me.
As I washed the dishes I collected I dreamed of what life could have been like if my family did not die. I want to bring them back, I want my sister back. My sister was dear to me, she was like an angel in my life, my parents were very mean towards us but that doesn't mean i didn't love them, I just couldn't stand them. When I heard the news that they had died in a car crash after coming back from my sister's volleyball tournament I felt relief, I felt good but that soon came to a halt. I broke down crying I didn't know why, I didn't like my parents so I just assumed it was about my sister that my emotions were brought up for. But as time went by I soon realised I needed my parents I wanted them to be here with me so they could help with my work, my school and for a place to live.
I moved into a foster home at 16 since I did not have any relatives to take care of me. The family I stayed with were considerably nice but I felt that they were just pitying me and my situation. Soon after, my foster parents had died from a hostage situation in a mall.
I decided to run away and start a part time job, hoping it might lead somewhere, somewhere. Somewhere.
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Another day at work. 1 more I keep saying to myself and I will finally be able to get out of this shit hole that I am in.
My boss is an asshole, sometimes he makes me stay overtime and won't pay me, it's not even legal but I can't do anything about it since he's quite persuasive with people. He tells me he will fire me and spread rumours about me around other places to make sure I can't land another job if I were to quit this one.
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"Good afternoon miss" I say to a customer walking in. She glances at me with a gaze that seemed as though she may have known me, but she turns away suddenly as I open my mouth to ask who she was. She had straight black hair just like my sister and a welcoming presence before her. Some more people come in and wrap their arms around the girl who seemed a little uncomfortable at first but quickly changed to a more light hearted attitude and started to chat to the people that I now assume we're friends of hers.
She and her friends finish up looking around, and come over to pay for the items. For a moment the girl with long black hair looked at me and smiled, I smiled back not knowing why she may have done that.
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It's the end of the day, I start to close the store as per usual and as I make my way outside, the girl I saw in the store today was there.
She called out my name.
"Hey Nova".
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Everik
Everik first chapter hope you like it, please give me tips in the comments and ideas for future chapters with what I have right now ^^
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