D.G.: Hello again. This is chapter one. I hope this will become a very intriguing chapter. Please review. If there needs to be a flame, please try to use constructive criticism. Thank-you.

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"You are worthless!" The woman's sharp voice pierced the air. A teenage girl sat kneeled down, her hair pooling around her. A single tear slowly fought its way down her cheek. "I pay a large price for a piece of scum like you!" Ms. Leftwitch shrieked. The young girl kept her head down. "This is why I don't let you become educated, you're not worth the effort! If I spent any money for you, it would be less than one yen!" When the girl didn't reply or even whimper, she slapped her across the face. "Get up!" The girl was knocked to the floor. She slowly staggered up. "And yet, I keep you here with me. Why? You aren't worth effort, encouragement, or worth giving shelter to. Do you know why I keep you?" The girl shook her head. "I keep you, you brat for the work you do when I order you! Now go!" Hanako slowly turned around and walked towards the medium-sized closet. Turning the light on, she collapsed in the heap of towels and blankets. Tears fell freely down her cheeks. It always happened. She heard Ms. Leftwitch storm by her door. 'Mom? Dad? Please, come back for me.' Hanako cried desperately in her mind. 'Why did you leave me? I feel so cold and alone. I'm shunned by the people who took me in.' Hanako wiped away a single tear. 'I feel like.I'm an outcast.'

~*~*~*~Hanako's P.O.V.~*~*~*~

Left alone in the cold.

Reaching out in darkness.

Only when it's hopeless. What am I missing? I lived a cruel, cold life. Surely, I do not expect to find luxury? The black, deep truth I want. Let me find it! A tear. A slow trickling tear. Why am I looking, when I know what's already there? No hope is left for me. Anymore.

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D.G.: Hey all! How was this chapter? I hope it was good. This isn't exactly meant for people above 14 to enjoy much, but I think that's okay. If you have any suggestions, please e-mail them to me. But they must be ideas, not something like: "Just stop writing to make the world better." Thanks. Have a good life! (