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24th August 2011

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MOTHER. (first half page)

 In the middle of a white room of Revlon High sat a young girl. Posters of all different maps pinned on the walls. with her head laid down on her

desk, after taking a long History test. Dark brown hair like rich mud after a light rain storm. Bright green eyes of grass on Easter morning still due

sitting upon it. She had just turned 16 about a month ago and was still awaiting her drivers license in the mail. Her mother had Bought her a car a

few months back. a 1971 El Camino. it was black with rust all around the bottom edge. She had received the car as an early birthday gift for

having good grades in all her classes. her mother Jaclyn didn’t have much money but did all she could for her daughter.

“Willow?!” Mr. Stevens ask with a soft tone in his voice. “Your wanted in the office.”

As Willow looked up to her Favorite teacher, she could see the concern on his face. “What’s wrong ? Why do you look like your about to cry

Stevens?” Grinning at him in a joking matter . HIs expression on his face didn’t change as he knelt down to willows level . As he looked into her

bright green eyes, she looked back into his. He wasn’t sure how to approach the young girl with the horrible news he had.

“Uh I thought you would rather hear it from me instead of Miss. Palms.” She was the one of the office ladies who was kind of unpleasant to be

around. Some of the kids in Willows school would spread rumors saying she was a witch with a heart of ice! “But.. your mother, was in a terrible

accident and didn’t make it.” Willows eyes widened seeming like she was staring into space. thinking that it wans true and that she had fallen asleep at her desk.

“I’m sorry hun!” The teacher said with a cracking in his voice. Like someone begging to cry.”Are going to be alright?”

“Yeah I’m okay!” still staring deep into space as she got up from her desk and headed to the door.

As she entered the main office, Mrs. Barkley the school councilor rushed over to hug her. “I’m very sorry for your lost. is there anything I can get for you?” she whispered in the dazing girls ear.

“No! I think I’m ok for now.” As Mrs. Barkley took her gesturing to fallow her into one of the offices in the back. Her eyes focused back from the startling pull at her arm. In the small office sat a women in her

late fourtys. Turning around as they entered the room.

“HI dear.” She calmly said as she stood up to huge the girl.

“Who the hell are you?” Willow curiously barked at the women. The women Stepped back startled by the girls sudden rudeness.

“Oh uh im sorry dear, I’m your great aunt Laurie. The state sent me to be your caregiver and take care of you until your of age.”

“I do not need someone to take care of me! I am perfectly capable to care of myself!”