Chapter one: who am I?
I'm just a girl finding out where I belong in life, at least that is what I keep telling myself. Knowing full well that in the morning I will have to hide behind the mask that is Haley James and pretend that nothing is wrong with me. In knowing what I have to do tomorrow, still won't prepare me for routine that I must go through before sleep can claim my weary body. It calls to me and I try to fight it, I really do.
The fact that I will eventually give in to it does not escape my thoughts. Rather I just picture that thought as if it were a crumpled piece of paper and I throw it into the farthest corner of my mind. Better to not think about it, better to just let it be. I'm not one for appearances, at least not at night anyways. Where I am going, it will not matter that I look like. I could wear jeans and a wife beater and no one would give me a second glance. So that is precisely what I toss on. I slip into my well worn tennis shoes and am out the door. I have no one to leave a note telling where I am going, at least no one that would care.
