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my name is Maka Albarn and I hate my life. My parents fight over simple things I have no good memories of them and usually I am locked away in my room cutting myself. cutting makes me feel more alive takes away the emotional pain numbs it for a while and lets the physical pain sink in. I tried killing myself once and I got caught which led to me being in this car heading to the troubled tens mental hospital to take part in their stupid program when really this is all my parents fault and the don't even realise it they are just too stupid they should be the ones to be sent away they have serious issues not that I can talk but still at least I don't bicker at anything even small things like if one of them breathed the wrong way shit would hit the fan. I am siting in the car and I put my iPod ear buds in my ear and listen to never too late by three days grace.

This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong
Who would have guessed it
I will not leave alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like it's not too late
It's never too late

I never was accepted anywhere I had no friends and life sucked especially when you had a family that is still together but broken at heart. I cannot believe my life ended up this way I hate it so much I even tried to end my life because of these stupid people I call my parents. I don't even want to look at them I know they are fighting I can see the shadows of arms and hands moving and pointing at each other. Arms moving and slamming on the middle compartment. I start to turn up my music to almost full I can still hear them arguing I look out the window the scenery goes past in a blur. I hear my mother screaming they are blaming one another for me going to this program and my father says its all my mothers fault but in reality it was both of them.

Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late

I turn my music up louder and block out their insane bickering. its like a never ending typhoon that u just cant escape cause it just pulls you back and you cant run because nothing you do can save you. I listen to the rest of the song.

No one will ever see
This side reflected
And if there's something wrong
Who would have guessed it
And I have left alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like
It's not too late
It's never too late

Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late

The world we knew
Won't come back
The time we've lost
Can't get back
The life we had
Won't be ours again

This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong

Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late (It's never too late)
It's not too late
It's never too late

we pull up and I step out of the car and look at the place I look up at the hospital it looks alright the garden looks well kept and th building looks a nice blue and actually inviting and now I feel like actually dumping my parents and checking this place out. Sadly enough my dad gets my bags ansd my mother comes and stands next to me smiling taking in the surroundings "this place is nice, huh Maka?" I ignore her I don't want to talk to any of them. My mother sighs giving up and takes my hand and leads me inside to the front reception a girl with dark skin and dreadlocks is there and she smiles at me. I stare blankly back my mother walks up and speaks to the receptionist "hello im kami and this is my husband spirit and we are here to check our daughter in I'm sure doctor Angela has called you right?" my mother asks as politely as she can careful not to say anything about my father to upset this whole situation. she types a few things into the computer and looks back up with a pleasant snile on her face and replies "ah yes Maka Albarn right here ill take you to your room say good bye and ill grab your stuff" she picks up my bags and walks down the corridor to the bottom and waits for me my father hugs me and says good bye and so does my mother. I still don't say a word as they leave, I walk down the corridor were the receptionist is waiting I reach her and she walks up a flight of stairs I follow close behind.

"This is were the thirteen year old are this is floor one we walk past a sign that says 13 year olds containment I don't really feel comfortable. "Our second floor is were the fourteen year olds are staying and she walks down the corridor past another sign but this one says 14 year old containment we went up another flight of stairs and she showed me to my floor the fifteens floor we walked to the sign that said 15 year olds containment we walk down and she showed me where the mess hall was and were the games room was and the pool. We walked down a small hallway were there was doors of all colours and designs one that caught my attention was a red door with cracking piano keys and a soul behind the piano keys up the top was the name soul as well I was quite intrigued on who this person was. "We let the patients decorate their doors to show people what they feel like or describe who they are and their personality" she told me with a sweet voice and a smile. We stopped at a door and it was just plain white we she told me "This will be your room from now on and your not aloud to leave this floor unless we have rec which will be outside and the therapists will supervise you I will bring up your paint so you can decorate you door but in the mean time unpack and get settled in today must have been a rough day I will be back in a hour with your paint I just have to run some errands.

She left without another word and I walked in and closed the door, i took the room in It had nice soft green walls and when the receptionist comes back I will ask if I can paint the inside as well as he door I love art. I unpacked my stuff I put my paintings on the walls and my sketch book on the desk. I placed my bed spread on my queen sized bed and put my blankets on top. I put my pillow case on and I was going to explore this new room. I walked down the hallway and found my walk in closet were I hung up my clothes. I walked into the bathroom, it was a nice bathroom the walls were painted a nice soft blue with sea shells on them. The bath looked nice and so did the shower. I walked back in and looked at the time 11:03am my clock said so the receptionist should be here around 12:00 I grabbed some clothes and decided to take a shower it felt good to have the water flow off my skin I washed my hair and found myself thinking about my mum and dads fighting my eyes stung with tear and I turned off the water. I refused to cry over them I will not be weak and cry just because they are idiots. I walked out of the bathroom with my new clothes on that consisted of a red blouse and a plaid blue skirt and black boots. I heard a knock on the door only the paint was there but no receptionist a note was there so I picked it up. it read

dear Maka,

sorry I had to leave this note I need to go back to my desk but here is your paint and do whatever you like with it by the way my name is nygus hope you enjoy your room

sincerely nygus

I grabbed the paint and decided to get to work I dipped my paint brush and painted the whole door black after that had dried I painted a soul onto the door with cracks in it and blood oozing out from the cracks that fell into a sea of blood down the bottom then a the top left corner I wrote my name in capitals MAKA. I decided to go look around the hallways for something to do so I got up and exited my room. I walked down the corridors and looked at some doors there was a bright blue door with stars and a really big messy signature that said blackstar. I walked up to one that had purple on it, it had a giraffe on it and a scribbled name that looked like a toddler drew it and it said patty. I walked up to another that was painted pink with several love hearts and It said liz. their was another that was black and had 3 equal stripes on it coming from both sides there was the name kid on the top. Then there was a dark blue door with camellia blossoms on it which said the name tsubaki. I didn't stay long in the hallways I was just about to open my door when something caught my eye the door that belonged to soul was directly across from mine. I shook it off and realised that I don't know when anything is not lunch, dinner or breakfast I sighed to myself and plopped on my bed. Just as I started to drift to sleep there was a beautiful sound coming from somewhere it sounded like piano. I jumped off my bed and walked towards the sound letting the music carry me to wherever It was playing It sounded so dark so beautiful. I kept walking trying to find the source with my feet had carried me to a music room. I peeked through the window of the door (A.N: that's not creepy at all) and looked at a boy my age playing the hardest piece I have ever seen his fingers moved over the piano so delicately so perfectly and it sounded beautiful so dark. He stopped abruptly and looked In my direction were I got a better look at his face. he has snow white hair that gravity defied completely and crimson red eyes that could pierce your soul with one glance into them.

"Who are you" his voice sounded annoyed at my presence and he stood up and approached me. he looked me up and down and inspected me he smirked at me and said "you know for a fifteen year old you have absolutely no tits what so ever" his laughter roared and I grabbed the nearest book "MAKA-CHOP!" and I hit him with the book he collapsed on the floor with a large bump on his head "FOR YOUR INFORMATION I AM A C CUP THANK YOU!" I screamed at him. He looked up shocked and I started breathing heavily and I was pretty upset at the comment he made on my chest not to mention he shouldn't even be looking there. who the hell did he think he was commenting on my chest like that. He got up and dusted himself off and held out his hand with a bored expression on his face. "The names Soul, Soul Eater" he said with a smirk plastered onto his face. "Names Maka, Maka Albarn" with a smirk on my own face I spat on my hand and looked up at him with a expecting look. he just smirked and spat on his own and we shook hands.

"Nice to meet ya tiny tits" he said with a smile on his face. that's it he's gonna get it. "MAKA-CHOP!" and I hit him on the head this was going to be a really long 9 years.

So how was it please read and review thank you for reading my 1st chapter next update will be tomorrow

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