Thoughts...They Take Me Away...

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My name is Rose Cross. I'm 15 and you have long black scene hair with red streaks coming from underneath and red tips at the ends of the layers of my hair. I'm very pale, actually the most pale person in school and I wear more makeup than some girls but it doesn't make me look like Barbie. I just wear foundation, concealer, powder, eyeliner on my waterline and a cat eye, light grey eyeshadow, and mascara but I wear it lightly instead of smacking the whole product on my face like the cheerleaders do. I have a rough past and can never stop thinking about it. I get bullied a lot and it basically fills my whole mind and life. I feel like you have no one...I'm all alone...All Rights Reserved

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Chapter One
Sat, Nov 29, 2014

My name is Rose Cross. I'm 15 and you have long black scene hair with red streaks coming from underneath and red tips at the ends of the layers of my hair. I'm very pale, actually the most pale person in school and I wear more makeup than some girls but it doesn't make me look like Barbie. I just wear foundation, concealer, powder, eyeliner on my waterline and a cat eye, light grey eyeshadow, and mascara but I wear it lightly instead of smacking the whole product on my face like the cheerleaders do. I have a rough past and can never stop thinking about it. I get bullied a lot and it basically fills my whole mind and life. I feel like you have no one...I'm all alone...

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