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Chapter 1

I had moved into yet another new neighborhood after being once again kicked out by my foster parents. My friend Marvin, the stalker, was following me though yet another move.

My name is Alice Hiedler. I am originally from Berlin, Germany but in light of the war they moved me here into the states, where I've been transferred from foster home to foster. The reason they brought me over to the U.S. and put me into foster care in the first place was my parents are both dead. My mother had found out that my father had been having an affair and was planning to get a divorce so he could be with his girlfriend. My mother being the proud woman she was would never agree to that. So what she did was, when he was packing my things up, as he had planned to take me with him, she shot him twice once in the face, once in the forehead. His brains splattered all over the wall, my crib, and me. Then after that she hung herself from the banister. I'm thankful that I was far too young to remember, I was only a year and a half old after all. But that was how they found me, three days after the event, splattered in blood, brains, and covered in my own feces.

Since then I haven't been able to find a permanent home. There have been places where I thought I would make it alright, but then something like drugs would interfere. In one of the many foster homes I've lived at I made a friend, Marvin. His father had been the heir to some big shampoo company, but he died and left it all to Marvin, so he was pretty much loaded. He soon became like a brother to me. After I messed up that particular home with my heroin addiction, which I am glad to say I have kicked, he started following me. If I moved to Ohio he moved to Ohio, if I moved to Idaho he moved to Idaho. It really is a great feeling to know someone cares about you that much. If I ever ask him why he does it, he just replies that he would be bored without me.

Anyways back to this location, it's somewhere in Oklahoma, or as I call it BFE (Bum Fucked Egypt).The people I'm staying with right now seem all right. They have a daughter who is twelve. These "parents" seem pretty ok, but it's kinda creepy how perfect they are. Their names are Travis and Ingrid, and their daughter's name is Joy. That kid Joy though, she's a bitch! The second I walked in the door she didn't like me, thought I was replacing her or something.

But they're making me goes to school. It's not even like I could pass, I've failed everything except English. Even then I only have two credits of that, because I decided to drop out awhile back. But these people won't let me, they say I have to go to school until I graduate then go to some fancy-ass college. Like I could ever make it there.

Not that it even really matters, but I'll tell you what I look like. It's better to be able to picture a face when listening to a story. I'm seventeen years old; I'm about 5'4". I weight about 102 LBS. I have black hair; it runs just a little past my shoulders. And I have gray eyes. I speak Dutch and English, obviously. My favorite color is black, and that's pretty much the only color I'll wear. Occasionally I'll mix it up with some gray, or red, on a good day purple. Black is my secure color, for some reason I feel better when I'm wearing it. And a lot of the time people will poke fun at me for being really pale. It's not my fault I burn really easily, and when I do it just peels off and is pale again. I'm never able to get tan, even if I wanted to!

I usually dislike people who are happy and peppy all the time, but I usually surround myself with people like that. It's my own form of self torture. Marvin is kind of like that. But we have an understanding, I don't know how he gets me, but somehow he does.

Well I guess I better start getting ready for school. Oh what fun this will be! I threw on a red and black striped shirt, and a pair of plain black jeans, although they were rather form fitting. Then my foster mother, Ingrid drove me to the school entrance. I stepped out of the car and walked towards my fate. I mean, I walked towards my new school, yeah that's it!