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"Trash!" "You have no experience" "Go away! Go stick with something you're good at- if you're good at anything!"
Joaddan has been called many things, and although her heart hurts more with every new insult, it just helps her realize what the world truely is, and helped her realize her dreams of becoming a writer.
This 14 year old girl was born on December 18th, 2003. Although born in a small house, she had 5 siblings, 3 sisters and 2 brothers. Being raised in a family of 5 was hard, you'd always have to find a way to stand out. Unfortunately for Joaddan, she couldn't find a way to stand out. She played video games with her brothers and tried her best to be amazing at something, but after failing at numerous competitions, being rejected from all sports teams, and having been lonely before, she figured out that through all these struggles there was this one thing she always found herself doing, writing.
The problem with Joaddan was she was unsure if her writing was any good. Insecure and self-conscious, she kept her stories to herself. Now, as she grew up and became 14, she's ready to try. This little girl is growing up into a women, and she loves fries.
I watch him sit in the snow, he's just sitting there. He's not doing anything it's as if he doesn't realize he can turn into a snowman. I pick up a snowball and throw it at his back then quickly turn away as if it wasn't me. I start whistling nonchalantly because that's what people do when they want to cover stuff up, right?\n\nI hear the snow shift so I'm guessing he jumped up. If I continue whistling in this corner, maybe he won't-\n\n\\"Jourdin.\\" I hear his thick british accent call my name and I turn around and look at him as if I have no idea what he's on about, but he's looking at me suspiciously. \n\n\\"Hmm?\\" I reply, keeping up my innocent act. It could've been.. the.. trees that are all around us, or maybe a kid passing by. \n\n\\"Did you throw a snowball at me?\\" He questions and I stare. How am I a suspect? Did he not hear the totally nonchalant and innocent whistle?\n\n\\"No.\\" I reply. I gotta keep my guards up, who knows what he could plan next?\n\n\\"Okay.\\" He replies and smiles at me. He gets up and hugs me and I hug him back hesitantly. What trick is this? This is a trick right? What's happening? \n\nIn the middle of my thought, all I feel is coldness. All over my torso. I freeze. Adrian kisses my forehead but I stay frozen. Did he just.. shove snow up my shirt? \n\nAdrian walks away and I come to my senses and start jumping to get the snow out of my shirt. So cold, it's so cold, my poor skin. Adrian starts laughing but I keep trying to get the freezing cold conductor of frozeness out of my shirt. I lift up my shirt to try to get the remaining snow out of my shirt to my best abilities. Adrian's laugh dies out a bit and I put my shirt down and look at him who was already staring at me. He coughs a bit and looks away and I watch him. I think he's trying to play it off but he's blushing and it's adorable. I smile a bit but I do remember we're at war so I take this chance to bombard him with snow. He groans and falls in the snow which causes him to get covered in more snow and I laugh.\n\nAdrian gets up out of the snow and he's covered in snow from hair to toe. His hair and face is covered in snow and he spits some melted snow out and groans. I keep laughing. \n\n\\"Oh my gosh..\\" I say in between laughs. \\"Are you okay?\\" I continue laughing like the great person I am.\n\n\\"Haha. Very Funny.\\" He says. He rolls his eyes and wipes the snow off of his face. I stop laughing a bit but it's still a lot of laughing. Adrian looks at me and nods a bit then walks away. I look at him and stop laughing. Where is he going.\n\nA slight chuckle escapes me but I back up a bit not ready for the wrath that he is planning for me. \\"Uhh.. Where are you going?\\"\n\nHe doesn't answer me and just jumps the fence and disappears. I watch the fence and walk over to it. \\"... Adrian?\\"\n\nI hear a scream that sounds like bloody murder. Bloody british murder? It sounds like Adrian, I freeze. Then out of nowhere I turn into a freakin gold medal Olympic Gymnast. I start jumping and running towards where his scream came from. \\"ADRIAN?\\" I yell still running.\n\n\\"OH MY GOD. OW, FUCK. BLOODY HELL!\\" I hear Adrian scream from a distance and I run faster. I think I almost reach him before I step on a trap and fall in a hole and land in a pit of snow. \n\nI look around and up and Adrian is there looking down at me while laughing. I cross my arms. \\"Not funny I thought you were hurt.\\" I pout. This breaks my heart. \n\n\\"Revenge though.\\" He replies and I keep pouting. He jumps into the hole and lands next to me and smiles up at me. \\"Okay, okay stop. You're adorable.\\" I continue pouting to prove my point and he gets up and hugs me and kisses me, I stop pouting to kiss him back and he pulls away. \\"Am I a good actor though?\\" He questions and I nod.\n\n\\"Yeah, I was getting ready to fight.\\" I say and think a bit. \\"Possibly die, but fight.\\" If something could take Adrian down, unless I have the element of surprise, it would probably take me down also. But I like to be optimistic so maybe not.\n\n\\"Aww\\" he coos and hugs me a bit tighter. \\"Don't die, that would lead to bad things but aww.\\"\n\n\\"Ill try not to.\\" I smile. \\"But you better not either, or worse things.\\" I reply and he nods. He leans on me and we smile at each other. And I could live in this moment forever.
~Weird dream event for contest\n\n\\"Stop.. Please.\\" I said with plead in my voice. \\"I.. love you.\\" And I meant it. despite from what he's doing to me, I still love him, and I don't think I could ever stop.\n\nHe laughed, a pitiful laugh, but I knew he doesn't pity me at all. He turned around and walked away like he was thinking. But with the look on his face, I knew my words didn't affect him at all.\n\nHe turned around with a powerful move, you could see his hair move against the wind. He took two powerful strokes towards me and put his hand on the side of my face, rather rough. He dig his finger in a cut on my face and smiled when I whimpered.\n\n\\"Aww my poor Katherina,\\" He started, his face so close to mine you could smell his breath, \\"You didn't actually believe I loved you, did you?\\" He asked with a tilt of his head. He leaned in to kiss me, and even after this abuse, I was still mourning the touch of his lips on mine. \n\nAs his lips got closer to mine, I closed my eyes. But when I opened them, he was not seen. Disappointment clouded my senses for I thought he left me on this boat. But I was reassured he didn't when he came back with a sac in his hand. \n\nHe looked at me with a evil grin as he came closer. So suddenly, I knew why I was covered in cuts. He was ready to make me drown, and bleed to death. \n\nAs he came closer, my heart started pounding harder. I had an evil look in my eye, almost daring him to try anything. And he took the challenge, and opened the bag right in front of me. \n\nI pulled on the chains around my wrists, hoping that something would break anything strapping me to this boat. I could see Jack smiling as he was watching me struggle. I kept tugging until I saw red liquid streaming down my arms, and I knew that I had to stop. My wrists were bleeding and the cuts would help me bleed to death. I looked at Jack who was still watching me struggle. \n\n\\"Please, Jack. You don't have to do this. We can still put this all behind us. We can go back to town, start a beautiful family with 3 kids. We don't ever have to look back. Please, just don't do this, I will always love you.\\" I pleaded, and he nodded like he was understanding. But the wicked smirk he had on his face was telling me what he actually thought. That nothing I say will change his mind. \n\nHe came close to me, and slid my body into the bag, starting from my feet so I couldn't run away. He took the handcuffs off my hands and held them in his hands. I knew there was not point in fighting him, so I didn't. I just looked at him with a sad face. I couldn't change his mind, but I could make the last thing he remembers be this face. \n\nHe looked at me and tilted his head. \\"Goodbye Katherina.\\" He said and leaned in to kiss me before my death. He kissed me this time, and I kissed him back, passionately and sweetly. I smiled when he pulled away, but he stuffed the rest on me in the bag.\n\nI fought a bit, seeing as this does not have to be the end. But he tightened the bag, and threw it over the boat and onto the water. \n\nI looked around me and looked at the water filling up the bag. I fought with the top of the bag, trying to untighten the knot. I don't see how this has to be the end of my life. I kept pulling on the sides of the bag as I heard the boat drive away. I saw my blood all over the water and I held in what last breath I had.\n\nAfter struggling with the top of the bag, it finally came open, and I was able to escape. Since I was holding my breath in for so long, and I had cuts all around me, my body was weaker then usual. But I fought with myself and made it to the surface of the water. Taking one big breath of air, I passed out.\n\n- - - 3 months later - - -\n\nI woke up spitting water out of my lungs. I had dirt all over me, and no idea where I was. \n\nI tried getting up but failed the first time. I then took a deep breath and tried again slower, this time I succeeded. I pulled myself up with my arms, and got up on my feet. I then started walking around.\n\nWhere am I? What happened? What time is it? \n\nQuestions filled my head as I walked around the small island. I looked around and there were only little animals all over the island. I walked around the boarder, and didn't see anything but water for as far as my naked eye could see. I looked down in the clear water and watched my reflection.\n\nAnd most importantly, who am I?
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