Things can Change

This is a story about a girl named Ky and five guys that change her life forever...(it may be one direction it may not be)


1. Beginnings and Endings


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1. Name 2. Description 3. Personality (do not have to add personality) . And I will try to find a place to put you in this book. PLEASE ENJOY!!! :D. 


" name is Kyuna. Most people just call me Ky for short, it's also easier to say. I am sixteen, and I have long red hair, I am 5 foot 3 inches, and I am a tomboy. I cut...for certain reasons, and I am bullied by most everyone. My father abuses me, and my mom died a couple years ago. My step siblings are also incredibly abusive towards me...I don't know what to do to make it stop now."

"KYUNA TRINITY GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE GIRL AND MAKE ME BREAKFAST!!!!!!" my step dad roars, interrupting my train of thought. I set down my journal and quickly run downstairs. 

"What would you like this morning sir?" I ask quietly, making sure I avoid making eye contact. "3 waffles and eggs, scrambled with bacon and lots of it. Try not to burn anything, girl !"My step dad ordered.

"Yes sir", I said quietly and got to work on his food. The just as I was getting done with his eggs, my younger brother, Bradley, came over and started sassing me. 

"Ky, what do you think you're doing?!?!" Bradley screamed at me, pulling my hair so I was standing at his height.

"Making breakfast for Glenn." I answered, "Why do you want to know?"

"Because I have to go to school soon, so MY breakfast comes first!", he yells then throws me on the floor, "I want my breakfast done within the next five minutes. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes sir." I stand up and make another egg and some more bacon for him, and Jamie, knowing that he would probably come in and do the same thing soon.

-- 12 Minutes Later --

I set down the bacon and eggs on the table, and hand Glenn his waffles. "Here is your breakfast."

"Good girl." Glenn says, then takes a bite of one of his waffles and spits it out, "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!!!!" he screams at me, grabbing my arm, I whimper a little bit as I feel his grip getting tighter, "i-it's your br-breakfast s-s-sir." I answer quickly trying to hold back my tears. "NO IT ISN'T, THIS IS A BUNCH OF CRAP!!!!" he slaps me across the face. "You will go to school, no breakfast and no dinner tonight. The rest of us will be going out to eat while you stay here and clean. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!?!" he roars slapping me a few more times.

"Y-y-yes sir", I manage to get out before he lets me go and I grab my backpack and run out of the house towards school.

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