Once Upon A Time (1) Once upon a time... Well,that's how most fairy tales begin,but not mine. It happened a couple of months ago actually in the local city of Lithia in a little town called FishHawk. I'm just an average girl that goes to an average middle school called Randall. I'm in my eighth-grade year and so far my #life has been gray...outside of school. Inside school it's like I'm made of plastic and my smiling face was painted on like a doll plus some acne. Outside of school I'm a totally different person,but you can't necessarily blame me for it. My dad shuns me,my little brother seems to never want to hang out with me,and my mom,well,my mom is fine. My mom is basically the one person I can share all of my secrets with and not be judged. Anyway,enough with the sob story this is where the drama comes in,not television drama,real #life b**ch drama called school. (I will complete this, I swear)

Hey! I'm back! Sorry for being gone for a while. My explanation: school -.- Yeah and I have this HUGE test next week so don't expect a lot from me. I'm a middle schooler! Go easy please? Anyway, if you want more stories check out my wattpad: ranbowmonkeybear_13 I currently have a nice story going on there so check it out Peace Love Pie ~BeautifulFire

Sorry!! I am so sorry for not writing on here forever! School has been occupying my #life right now because we are currently in the third nine weeks (which is the hardest and most stressful time of the school year). I really do hope I'll be able to write some more on here. Thanks to all of you that have stuck with me! I wish you all the best!! ~Beautiful Fire

Part 2 "Get off of me," I commanded while pulling my shoulder out of his grasp. "Why don't ya go round back and take off all yer clothes then come back to the pole. It's an easy way to make money round here, especially if you have a gorgeous body," He tried to persuade me, but I can outsmart a human. "Alright. I'll be right back," I giggled and walked away," disgusting," I muttered to myself while walking out of the front door. The same signs blared at me,but this time I felt different. It felt as if I was being watched. I turned into a dark alley,but I still felt I was being watched."Who's there?!" I yelled into the dark alley,feeling like an idiot yet still uncomfortable. There was a loud boom that echoed in the alley. I fell over,paralyzed.

Part 1 I stood alone in a room that looked like a church. There were magnificent stain glass windows everywhere all differing in colors and patterns,but there was one window that was different from all the rest. The other windows had patterns not stories,and this window in particular showed a story. A story that I could never forget and I promised myself that I would never tell anyone. My stomach rumbled as I walked the streets of New York. Signs from every direction were blaring at me telling me to buy this and that. I just ignored them. At the end of the street at a 4-way I saw a sign that said 'Girls Eat Free!' I shrugged and walked inside to see if the sign was true. As soon as I walked inside the aroma of garlic and onions tickled my nose and made me think of my cousin and how he would run out of here in a split second at the smell of garlic. There were drunk men sprawled across the floor in the back and men with a hangover in front throwing their money at pole-dancing girls. So that's what the sign meant. A man with a long,dirty beard walked up to me and put his hand on my shoulder. His breath smelled of rum and tobacco as he spoke to me,"Are you goin' to the pole or are you just gunna stand there?" This man truly disgusted me. I would never want to eat a soul like his.