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Annabelle wasn't the ordinary eighteen year old. She had posters all over her walks of the same bands, tshirts of them, and all their songs, all time low. She hated her step dad with every ounce in her body, and she was tired of him getting drunk and hurting her every night. Her mom didn't seem to care either, she watched it happen in the corners of the room, inhaling more smoke from her cigarette. As time went on, Annabelle knew she was tired of being in the house of alcoholics. She packed up her bags, and set out for the new life in front of her- on her own. She soon runs into a familiar face, one that she would never of expected. Was she really letting the guy from her posters help her find her way? Or would she be fine on her own?