Written: by Me! Intro: As I walk along this path, the wind blowing in my hair, I can?t help but think. I think about how my life is like the chapters in a book. It seems like you would want to close it before ending and think about how you want it to end. But it will not always end happily ever after, it may not even start Once Upon a Time. Especially, when the only good thing that seems to happen, is in your imaginary world. Perfect people living there pretty little fancy lives... yea right what am I thinking? And here I am, Laura Jane Stevens, walking on this path leading to the trailer park. It's a cloudy day today. The winds picking up a bit, and the sound of people arguing is getting louder. Chapter 1: I finally reach the trailer park in just enough time before the sun goes down. The trailer park is an old broken down place. It?s basically a place where fighting, drug dealing, stealing, rapes, and gangs live. Not to great for a teen age girl. The trailers are old and pathetic. There is tape to hold the glass in the window frame, towels at the bottom of doors to keep mosquitoes from coming in at night, (which never seems to work by the way) some weird smells coming from overflowed trash cans, beer bottles and cigarette buds along the ground. There are also groups of people smoking and fighting for some underpaid drug deal, arguing and yelling. (And that is just on a good day.) It's not what I like to call home, but it's just a place to live, if that makes any since. I finally reach the door of my trailer, and as I turn the knob to walk in, I blow one of the many visiting spiders away that is sitting on the door. I walk in to hear the usual fusing and arguing in the living room. (That?s a funny name to call it... Living room... Rolls right off the tongue, but what do you call it when everyone wants each other dead? Definitely not living.) It's my mom and step dad at it again. Here we go. "What the hell you did that for Martha? I know I lost the job at the store and we have no money, but why did you sell it!?" "We need food Jeff! Plus, you can always watch the game at the bar like always! Getting drunk and watching football is what you good at anyways!" Okay this makes since. An argument again. WAIT, he lost his job...again? My mom sold the T.V? "What's going on now, Mom!?" I scream making my voice louder than theirs put together, "Jeff! You lost your job at the store again!" "Laura, stay out of this before you get punished! Go to your room! NOW!" my mom screamed back at me. I'm pretty use to the idea of my mom screaming at me. I would think she was on drugs if she didn't scream at me. Wait, scratch that. If she didn't scream at me then the realistic reason would be that she wasn't on drugs. My mom didn't sell the T.V to buy food. She sold it for weed most likely. She was right about Jeff being only good at getting drunk and watching football though. That's what he does all day. I can't stand it, but what can I do? The only thing I'm good for is being a punching bag for when he gets mad. It's been like that since they got married two years ago. They met at some block party my uncle was having at the time. Neither of them remembers the night, though. That does not surprise me. I also don't know my real dad at all. My mom wouldn't tell me what happened to him or who he is. She says that I'm too young to understand. I don't think she will ever tell me. Hours later.... "I wish I can get out of this place! Matt, I don?t know what to do!" Matt is my boyfriend. He has long blonde hair, green eyes, and this absolute gorgeous body! We are only 2 years apart in age. He's a 17 year old drop-out, and I'm a 15 year old just starting my freshman year. We've been together for about 5 months now, and he's the only one there for me at times like this. "Its okay baby, everything is going to be alright. Just know that if Jeff hits you, I'm going to hurt him. Want a smoke bae ?" Okay well, he isn?t the most romantic, but he tries. "Sure," I say trying to forget about my mom being a drug head and step-dad being a drunk, "I need to forget about this anyways so I guess getting messed up is the best way to go." We go on smoking and drinking for a while. It's the cheap stuff so I know I won't get that messed up. Then, a few kisses here and there, but his hands are wandering. What do I do? Do I let him feel me up and go along with it? Do I return the favor? Do I say no because I've never let a guy touch me like that before? What am I thinking? Of course I will let him feel on me. I am 15, and we have been together a long enough time for us to call it love and do things like this. I think. Besides, He's a total hottie and I would be stupid for stopping him. Am I Right? Chapter 2: The next day... I'm lying down on my bed, looking up at the rough spots on my ceiling. When I'm bored I usually watch T.V or hang out at Matt's house, but we don't have a T.V in our house anymore. I can't go walk over to Matt's house today because it?s raining. The thunder is louder than ever and I can barely hear myself think, but it?s better than people arguing. No one is home to nag about something, thank God. I wonder what Matt's doing right now. I wonder if he's thinking about me like I'm thinking about him. Who am I kidding? Of course he's thinking about me; we?re in love I think. We never said it but it must be true. It just has to be. We are always together and we care about each other. We even talk about getting married sometimes. He says if we get married we would have beautiful children and a great home. I would love to believe it, but I don't think we would have a great home. It would be so wonderful, but good things never happen to me. The phone finally rings and I run over to it to answer it. "Hello.." I say trying to speak louder than the thunder. "Hi, Is Martha there?" This is the deep voice of some strange man talking, and I'm not to sure who he is. "Um.. No she's at work right now, may I take a message?" " No thanks," The guys says quickly hanging up the phone. That was weird. I wonder who that could have been. No one usually calls for my mom. Oh well, it was probably some sort of sales man. I wonder what there is to do today. Maybe I can call Matt and go by his house after the rain stops, or I can go next door to my best friend?s house. I decide I want to go to Sally's house for a little bit before I call Matt. I'm always with him anyways. As I run over to her house, trying not to get soaked, I see someone that looks like Matt. The tall dark figure is standing under a porch talking to a few people. One girl there has long blonde hair, and a great figure. There is also another girl there, a little bit older looking with short, brown hair, and she is holding on to Matt's best friend that is with them. I see smiles on all there faces. I wonder what?s going on over there. Is that blonde girl over there to see Matt? I then realize I'm standing in the middle of the road, rain pouring down on my back like nails through wood. I finally hurry over to Sally's house to get out the rain. When I reached her house, she already had the door open and a towel in her hand for me since I was soaked. She handed it to me while helping me through the door. "Oh my goodness, Laura what were you doing in that storm, and why did you stop in the middle of the street like that? You could have been killed if someone was driving on the road in this weather!" Sally said rushing over to bring me some dry clothes. I didn't answer back. I just walked up to her bedroom mirror staring at my reflection. I couldn't help but wonder who the blonde girl was talking to Matt. She was so much prettier than me, and it makes me mad that she was with my boyfriend. I looked at my long brown hair in the mirror, wet from rain. I looked at my clothes that were from the goodwill store, torn up because they are old. My face... it's an average teenage girl face, but I wouldn't consider it beautiful. What does Matt see in me? Does he think anything about my looks at all? That blonde girl was beautiful. I'm sure he thinks the same thing. I look back up into the mirror and I see my blood-struck eyes. There are tears running down my face, and I'm now thinking of the possibility of Matt cheating on me.