Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Kasha over slept because she was used to waking up by the sunrise but it was weird the sun wasn’t really shining; it was like it was on dim or something. Noticing her roommate was gone already she hurried and got dressed. She was late and tried to be quiet as she came into class but of course the teacher called her out, "Miss Love you are late, don’t let that happen anymore." Kasha took a few looks around at people and seen that their skin was just as pale as hers. They seem to be really cool. Teacher gave them a break and Kasha tried to talk to this girl. She had black & purple hair and had on all black, "Hi, my name is Kasha, I’m new here." "Please" the girl says putting her hand in Kasha face, "Don’t speak to me, I know you are new and trust you won’t fit in and you won’t last here long."

Kasha was hurt by what this girl had just said and just went back into class. The rest of the day she said nothing to no one and no one said anything to her, but they were all looking and laughing. Kasha got ready for bed and sat up writing in her diary:

As she finishes writing, her roommate comes in and finally specks to her, "I know I haven’t spoken to you and when I did I was screaming at you to turn the lights off. I’m sorry and hope you will forgive me." "Sure I do, but it’s dumb to have light switches that work when you can’t use the light." "You don’t seem like you understand why you’re here; you act like you’re not like the rest of us." "I’m not like you people." "How do you explain your pale skin then?" "I don’t know I have been like this all my life and the light and sun doesn’t bother me like it does everyone else." "For now anyways, but soon it will happen to you; it will hit you so hard you won’t know what to do and by the way my name is Sonya." "It’s nice to meet you Sonya." Kasha just looked as she lied down and she pulled the covers up to the point she covered up her dirty blonde hair. She always slept with the covers pulled all the way up and she never moved a bit once she was asleep. Dear Diary, I’m so mad and I don’t like any of these people. My life is over and it’s all my parents fault.