Fallen

Karla is just a normal girl, living a normal life, with a normal family, with normal friends. At least that's the person you see when you walk in the hallways of Kingston high school. But she's not the person she looks like when you walk past her in the corridor. Her inside is filled with pain and guilt. Everything she can remember from when she was younger was the constant pain, and watching her mother beeing abused by her father. When she was 5 years old, he left. And even though her mom hated him, her brain told her that she still loved him. Ever since then her mother have been down, and it's all Karlas fault. If she just hadn't been born non of this would've happened. Her life is a gloom until one day when she bumps into a sweet canadian boy that'll change her life forever.

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1. Notebook

"There's a sandwich on the table for you." My mom said and went back to washing the dishes. I grabbed the sandwich my hand and held it in place with my teeth. "I'm late, gotta go." I mumbled and walked towards the door. It was the last week of school before the summer break. Alot of finals coming up. I threw a sweater on. Before I closed the door behind me I took the sandwich out of my mouth. "Bye mom." I said. "Bye." I shut the door behind me. I ran as fast as I could to the school. Suddently I bumped into someone and fell to the ground. "I'm so sorry!" The person called and started to pick up my books that had fallen out of my backpack when I hit the ground. I rubbed my knee, it had a bruise, not that bad. I didn't even care about the person handeling my books. Suddently the sound that the person had made stopped and I came to my senses. I couldn't let this person pick up all of my stuff. That was just rude. I looked at the boy who held my Justin Bieber notebook in his hands and almost got a heart attack. The person holding my notebook was the same person that were on the cover. He laughed slightly. "Belieber?" He said, smiled and looked at me. I nodded and he stood up. "Well hi then, I'm Justin." He reached his hand out towards me. I grabbed it and let him pull me up. "Thank you." I said and rubbed the dirt of my legs of. I looked at my notebook that were still in his hands. "Oh yeah, here you go." He handed me the book and smiled. I smiled back until I realised why I was running in the first place. "Sorry I gotta go." I said and started to run again. Before I turned around the corner I could make out a few words beeing yelled behind me. "Wait! What's your name?" Justin called. I was already 15 minutes late, I couldn't waste anymore time. Every wein in my body wanted to turn around and hug him, but my head told me to run.

-Skip to the end of the day-

"I'm home!" I called and threw my backpack on the floor next to the door. "Wait there!" Mom called from the kitchen. "Okay?" I said and leaned on the wall. What was going on now? "Okay, you can come in now." She said. I walked into the kitchen and got a good surprise. On the table stood cupcakes, a cake and several pastries. "You baked all of this?" I said. "Don't look so surprised." She said and wiped her apron. "It's just..." I started, I didn't know what to say. "Look, I know that I've been.... down since your father left. But now I felt that I should cheer up, start over." She said. "Good." I took my hands in my backpockets and glanced at the table. "Want one?" She said and handed me a cupcake. I took a bite and almost choked. "Mom, I think you replaced the sugar with salt." I said and grabbed a glass of water to rinse my mouth. "But it's a good start." I said. Suddently I realised what had happened this morning. "Oh mom, guess who I bumped into today?" She raised an eyebrow and shook her head. "Non other than Justin Bieber." I said and smiled. "You're kidding." She said. "No, I ran into him, litterally, on my way too school. "What did he say?" She said. "Not that much, that he was sorry. Also, he saw my notebook and laughed." I smiled as I saw him in my mind, giggling over my book. "But anyway." I said and put the glass in the sink. "I gotta do some homework."

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