• The Beginning
    Life was always normal for me I lived with my mom and dad we had a huge house nice cars every thing a teen aged girl could dream for .I was treated like a princess every one liked me no matter what I always had good grades good looks the teen aged dream. But it wasn’t what I wanted I hated being the princess I hated that every body liked me I hated it all! I wanted people not to like me I wanted to flunk a class I wanted to have flaws. Why you ask? I wanted to be like every one else I wanted to deal with stuff that every one else had to deal with. I was tired of having every thing come so easy to me I wanted to work for something for once in my life I wanted to live.
    So now hear I am three years later at the age of 18 and I have every thing I have ever wanted. But I didn’t get it the way I had in mind my parents died and I got all of their fortune, home, cars every thing. I have plenty of money to pay for my collage tuition and all the books ill need. I won’t have to work at all I could just sit back and relax and die a boring life.
    But I wont stand for that I want to live the rest of my life to the fullest I want people to hate for who I am and I want to deal with every day drama. So how am I’m going to do this? I’m going to move far away from hear Alaska to be precise and start going to a new high school. Ill make new friends ill make enemies Ill do every thing iv ever wanted in life. So starting from hear on I’m going to live my life the way I want.

    Chapter one: Road Trip
    December 15,2009 the day I change my life and leave my home forever. Most would say it’s difficult just to give up every thing in ones life, but I see it as a simple matter of change in ones life when one doesn’t approve or dislikes the life there livening. Witch happens to be the case of my life right now my life is completely perfect I have every thing any one could wish and I didn’t have to work for it at all. Witch I find unfair why should every one have to work so hard just too keep up a house payment and keep their family fed. Why should I have every thing come so easy and very one else has to work so hard? These are the questions that mock me every day of my life, and because of these questions are the reason why I’m leaving my home and every thing I have behind.
    December 16,2009 all of my important belongings are packed and ready to go with to my new home in Alaska. The rain is hitting hard on the car the windows fogged the taxi driver swearing to him self about the weather .We were thirteen hours away from my new home I knew it would be a long road trip and I wasn’t make this poor taxi driver take me all the way to my new home. “ Sir. You can pull over at the next motel” My voice was nothing but a small whisper I hadn’t talked for ten hours straight .I was ignoring all of my cell phone calls not rely wanting to talk to any one. I watched the drivers seeped slow as he pulled on to a main road pulling in front of a Motel 6
    “ Sorry ma but this is the closest rest stop to where you’re heading” his voice was a rough scruffy sound “ Ahme I see..” I said opening my door the man squired out rushing to my side holding an umbrella over my head. I had my two bags in each of my hands each containing my most important belongings “thank you sir but I wont need your serves any more” I said handing him ten hundred dollar bills. ”Ah thank you ma” he gave me a warm smile then examining my body and walking away quickly. I opened the door to the motel with the bells on the handler ringing. The lady at the counter stared at me looking from my hair to my feet “can I help you miss?’ her voice had a rude tone to it witch I didn’t appreciate but I could care less about this lady she has no affect on my life “yes I would like a room to stay in over night and ill be right out in the morning” I gave her a nod as she started typing on her computer the handing m a card key “It will be fifty dollars for the night” she said before I left the lobby walking down the hallways passing young pretty girls with old men “ what a waste of life” I muttered to my self watching the old man and the pretty young walk in to the back room. It was rather dissecting if you thought about it a perverted old man paying a girl to mess with him when she probably wouldn’t even enjoy it. It was pretty much a waste of his money but that’s his life and he can do as he wishes with it. I opened the door to my room their laid a twin sized bed and a small TV.I took out my black laced silk pajamas changing out of my red skirt and black button up shirt. I brushed my teen then pulled my long black hair in a tight bun walked over to the bed fixing the sheets then laying down and dozing off to sleep for tomorrow I would need all of my energy for when I get to my new home.