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A bell rings and many excited students come flying out the doors of the school and on to their buses. The occasion. Summer Break. Paper airplanes fly across the bus as I get on. Music players are out and phones are too. To make things even better. School is out for the summer! Yes! Freshman year is over and only three more years till college. Than life began once more with a bigger output to it. “Hey, Autumn what you doing this week?” a boy name Sam yells to me. The name Is Autumn Rose Summer. Guess that’s why my favorite season are Fall and Summer. I have light brown hair with green eyes. Am not popular and am not uncool. I just choose not to be labeled. I know a lot of people because of my mom and dad’s jobs, but that’s about it. “Summer! Remember, party tomorrow at my house! Later!” A girl named Anne says getting off the bus. Anne is just another one of the popular snobs. My phone vibrates and theirs three new unread text messages. I go threw them and to only find out there all from Tyler. Tyler is my Best Friend. He used to go to my school, but in 8th grade he moved and now goes to a different school. He’s tall and he has red hair and he’s the only person who has made me laugh till I drop to the ground. We have a lot of common other than the fact. Am a girl and he a boy.
After all those years I still have this. My dairy or dream journal. There not really dreams, but there close enough.  There events and the story that has happen threw the beginning of break to after senior year of high school. Now am locked up in an attic waiting for a way out of this house and back into the world I once knew and wanted to live in . I had dreams of college, but ruined my a wedding and a husband. I should have never even gone out with him. I regret meeting him, dating him, and marring him. I miss two people more than ever now than I ever have. Tyler, is or was my best friend, and than Mr. Andy, who was my basketball coach in 8th grade. He wasn’t really the 8th grade coach, he was the 7th and 6th grade coach and he was my other best friend threw out high school it began on the day Tyler and me where at my mom’s work.
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Another one of my storys intros. This one is called Knots.

Comment? I wanna know how good it is. then ill put up the first chapter to it.

Thanks!

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