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Extended metaphor poemMy Friends belong in a fantasy book.
Emma is a fairy; so petite and pretty.
Taylor is an angel; innocent and kind.
Jessica's a basilisk; will slip right through your fingers, then deals the attack.
Mickayla is a Kupua; always into mischief
Rachel is a dragon; always lively and a pyromaniac
And I am an elf; always happier in nature.
We all fit together, just like that big fantasy book.
Chapter 1: 15 years laterIt's summer in Parker, AZ and 15 year old Moira Vanderbart is bored out of her mind. Her three younger brothers play soccer out in the backyard while the four little sisters play tea party with their dolls. And here is Moira, outcasted in school, gothic everywhere, and she's all alone, no friends, no family parties, no nothing. The Vanderbarts are Moira's newest adoptive family. She has been with them since she was ten and they adopted her when she was twelve.
Moira never really fit in at school. She was skinny, smart and never rode the bus. Of course Moira was one of the only kids at school who was picked up by her parents. It was so annoying. What she didn't know was that her whole world was going to change and she never going to know what's real and what's just a lie.
"Moira!" Mandy called from the kitchen. The only good thing in Moira's life was her mothers coo
Leaving Southampton She was in the kitchen when he stumbled in noisily, tripping as he went past the shelves and catching the edge of the table to keep himself from falling.
Pretending not to hear the stream of curses that followed, she kept her eyes fixed on the dishes, letting her hand trail in the soapy water. There was a loud scraping of wood against grimy concrete as he drew a chair and collapsed into it. At this she looked up, and after a moment's hesitation, she said, unnecessarily, "You've been drinking."
He clutched his head and said nothing. He hadn't shaved in weeks and stank of sweat and alcohol; he looked much older than his eighteen years.
They sat in silence for a while. Then he announced, loudly, "Fuck."
She didn't bother to tell him off. She just waited. And jumped when he suddenly brought his fist down, hard, onto the table.
"Our lives here are s
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