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Song: Nataurally -Selena Gomez
Mood: About to fly.

Elena POV.

Another morning and another entry in my diary of how my life has been so miserable after the death of my parents. Give and take the worries on the well-being of my little brother Jeremy.
I fear he 로스트 his body and self-control when we 로스트 our family. I see him every afternoon with Vicki, she's nothing like Matt, and I know why she is here, drugging, banging and then leaving..Sure thats proberly another a dozen pills on his list, killing him, I see his loves her, in his sober state that is.
But it's the first 일 back to school,...

The streets were dimly lit 의해 the towering 거리 lights with the flickering bulbs. The kind of atmosphere given off 의해 a cheesy horror flick, predictable to the nth degree, but all the same I walk these streets alone, unafraid as I know and have lived all the dangers of this town.
    Though there was one aspect contradicting the scene. The smell. The air was fresh and clean, 당신 could smell the moist leave lying motionless where they had been swept in the breeze of the day. 당신 could smell the low humidity mixed with the smell of distant burning. To me that smell was the...