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I Run Away From Reality (Part 1)

The morning started as normal as ever. It was a little cold and it was raining outside but other than that it was a pretty good start. I woke up and I gathered my surroundings. I was in my room. I’ll be honest I’ve gotten pretty much everything I ever wanted. My parents were millionaires so we had a pretty big house. I had the smallest room but it was still considered big to most people’s rooms.

I sat up and looked around my room. I had my laptop plugged in on my oak wood desk. I had my guitar to the right of it. My closet was in front of me. To the left of my desk was my bookcase. I had a lot of books. I am pretty much a reading crack head. It helps me when I get sad or upset. Finally, I saw my dresser with a mirror across the room from my bed. Oh, and I also have a flat-screen TV on the wall.

I got up to get dressed. I went over to my closet and opened the door. Most of my clothes were sports brands. Nike, Adidas, And1, you know the popular ones. I put on a T-shirt that said: “Rainbows? Heck yeah!” and it had a bunch of rainbows on it, well maybe just a couple but still. I grabbed my black leggings and put them on. I grabbed my Nike windbreaker, put it on. Finally, I grabbed my white and red And1 high tops and put them on. I already had socks on so I didn’t have to worry about those.

I went over to my dresser. When I looked in the mirror I saw a short Hispanic girl with long brown wavy hair with blonde highlights. She is 16 years old and is very very dark-skinned. She has hazel eyes and they were fierce today. Finally, she was fairly skinny. I like to run every day before school and then do weights after school. I also eat extremely healthy. Nobody knows this other than my family but I am a health freak. No matter what I do, I make sure I am doing everything I can to be healthy. The girl in the mirror wasn’t so skinny that it was unhealthy but also not overweight either.

I picked up my brush and brushed my long brown hair. I noticed how my brush evened out all of my hair and how my hair flowed as the brush went through it. I thought my hair was one of my best features. Once I finished brushing my hair, which didn’t take long, I put my brush down.

“Pil! Please, come out here! Breakfast is ready!” I heard my loving mother call.

“Coming, mom!” I called back before I rushed downstairs.

Our house wasn’t a mansion but it was still pretty big. I lived on the second floor. Our house is on three floors. So like I said, it was big but not a mansion.

Once I got downstairs I looked out of the window and saw our pool. I used to swim every day but with school getting hectic, I haven’t had time. Did I mention I was an A-plus student? Yeah, I’m one of the smartest kids in class. I’m not bragging or anything but I’ve worked hard to make sure that was possible.

“Good morning, sweetheart.” My mom said with a smile before kissing me on the head. She was wearing a blue T-shirt, blue jeans, slippers, and makeup. My mom is really into makeup. She used to be a makeup artist you know. She is a kind of light-skinned Hispanic. She has hazel eyes, like me, and fuller lips. She was a little skinny but nowhere as skinny as I am. She’s probably the prettiest person alive, but that’s just my opinion.

“Good morning. What smells so good?” I asked.

“Eggs, bacon, hashbrowns, and sausage. Gotta keep up your healthy foods, lord knows you’ll be mad if you don’t.” My mom said.

“Come on now, Patricia, don’t anger her. Hey sweetheart.” My dad said as he walked into the room. He was wearing a suit because where he works it’s required for him to wear a suit. He works in the mayor’s office. He was wearing dress shoes as well. He was a darker-skinned Hispanic. He was more on the heavier side but not so much that it was unhealthy. He used to be skinny but he gained a few pounds.

“Hi, Dad,” I said as I sat down before they brought me my plate.

I looked down and saw fresh eggs, bacon, sausage, and hash browns. Some would argue hash browns aren’t very good for you but you need those Carbohydrates to get through the day. I quickly ate because I was running late. Today has not been my day. Eventually, I finished eating and I gave my plate to my mom.

“You have 5 minutes to get to the bus stop, Pil. Better get out there.” My mom warned me.

“Of course, mom. Just have to get my stuff and go. Thanks for breakfast.” I said before kissing my mom’s cheek.

“Anytime sweetheart. Remember, 5 minutes.” She warned me again and I was off to get my stuff.

I rushed upstairs and went down the hall to my room. There were pictures on the walls and a couple of posters. My parents were really into Avengers. I didn’t get it. I don’t get the hype but that’s just me.

I eventually got to my room and I rushed over to my desk where my backpack was on the floor. It was a big backpack that you see college students have. It was blue with a single black stripe. I unplugged my laptop and put it in my backpack. I looked out the window and noticed that the bus still wasn’t there. Sweet, I still have time. I thought to myself.

I rushed downstairs and ran out to the bus stop. It was a couple of blocks down the street. I hoped I wouldn’t be late. Once I got there the bus came a second later. I had barely made it.

Once the bus doors opened, I climbed onto it. I went to the 8th seat from the front on the right and I sat down, where my friend Bella Scott was waiting.

“Piloma!” She said excitedly before hugging me.

“Hey, Bella! How are you?” I exclaimed as I hugged her back.

“I’m good. How are you?” Bella asked after I released her from the hug.

“I’m good. How are things?” I asked but then someone said something from behind me.

“Look who’s still talking to her imaginary friends.” It was Jamie. She’s been bullying me since grade 4.

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