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Day 1:

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Stephanie is on her bed reading her favorite book. She has her legs crossed and headphones on her head. Her room is in her brothers house. Jackson. She would do absolutely anything for Jackson. Even though he is the older sibling, she cared so much for him. They were brothers and sisters after all. 

Her parents favored Jackson and her dad hated her.

Back to what Stephanie was doing, she was reading her book until Jackson came in.

“I made dinner. It's spaghetti and garlic bread. Be ready in 10 minutes.” Jackson said before closing the door. he heard a loud sigh  behind the door and opened the door once again. “Is there anything wrong?” His sister shook her head and and set her book down. “I'm just tired about mom and dad fighting.” Jackson closed the door behind him and walked towards her bed.

“It will be over okay?” “No! You keep saying that to me every day! Can't they just stop right now? They love you! They love you Jackson! Not me! All they do is fight about me!” Stephanie stood up and grabbed her jacket. She turned back and saw Jackson looking at her before she left. 

“Why can't I have a normal life just like every other high schooler in the world?” She stormed out of the house and went outside. She walked towards her ex-bestfriends house. Mark's house. Stephanie rang the door bell 3 times with no answer. A voice behind her came closer.

“Looking for me?” She turned around and saw Mark in his usual clothes. The ‘Casual’ type if clothes. “I don't know myself anymore. My life is completely out of place!” She sat down on Mark's swing on his porch. “Why is that?” He joked and gave her a bottle of water. “You know why already. I'm still sorry about what happened 7 years ago.” 

He laughed and thought about what happens 7 years ago. “You know, that left a great memory.” “Great?” Stephanie said and mark nod.

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“Are you sure we can go to your house?” Mark asked pointing at your house. “Let's give it a try shall we?” They nod and Stephanie turned the door nob on her door. “Stephanie, who is that?” Her mother pointed out. “Mom, he is my friend.” “Did I ever ask you to bring a BOY into out house?” 

“I-I'm sorry, mother.” Her mother soon dropped her pen and walked over to Stephanie. She pulled her hair and Stephanie just cried. “STOP!” Mark said getting her mother to look at him with anger. “How dare you tell me what to do you 10 years old. GET OUT BOTH IF YOU!”

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“I mean think about it. She pulled your hair. And also, I helped you idiot.” Mark said flicking Stephanie's forehead. “Ouch.” He laughed and turned around to his back. 

“Speak of the devil, here is the other devil.” His face became into a frown.