My name is Rosalie Hale. I live with my father in Forks, Washington. Some people ask me about my mother. That, like many other things in my life, is an unanswered question. I don't know what happened to her, if she's dead or just left. Usually my father is too high or drunk to answer any of my questions.
We live in one of few the run-down houses near the outskirts of Forks because my father's a dead beat construction worker who purposely gets hurt on the job just so he could get a check without doing any work. All the money he gets from that goes to his drugs or booze.
To keep our shack, I work full time and go to school. We don't have a car so I have to walk all the way across town to get to school or to go to the store. I'm basically on my own to take care of my father and myself.
Life gets hard sometimes but I look on the bright side of things. I'm trying to get a music scholarship (either for singing or for playing guitar or piano, which I taught myself to play) to the University of Arizona so I can get out of this town. This is the story of how I try to keep myself out of trouble, take care of my father, and get out of this God forsaken town.
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Not the best chapter EVER, but future chapters are going to be more promising.
I just couldn't think of a better way to start this story!
Love and Blessings!