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I sat at the piano, thinking of something to write or something to play. I was at home, in a room that wasn't really used anymore. I had put a piano in it, a bed and some other things.

I was someone who used music to escape my pain. It was something I had learned to do. It was how I survived the life i had been given.

I sighed. Why did I always mess up in life? Nothing ever went right for me and I hated it. It was making me feel like I was falling into a hole I couldn't escape.

I couldn't understand myself right now, or how others were feeling. I placed my hands on the old worn piano, feeling the keys under my hands.

My hands trembled as I started to play, my hands naturally sliding across the keys. No one was home, as was usual because they always left me here.

My little sister had gone out to play with her friends in town, my mom was at work and my dad? He was with his girl friend even though he was still married to my mom.

No one talked about it. But I knew the truth and I was hurting because of it. So I would lose myself in the music, the way it felt to play the piano.

I sighed and pulled my hands away from the piano, thinking about what had happened today. My friend Miranda, had told me about her crush on the jerk of the school, Yuu Kanda.

I had tried to warn her that he would never like her, but she wouldn't listen. She got mad at me and stormed off, saying that she would always love him.

I had been right and he had rejected her. She acted like nothing was wrong, but I could tell she was broken and hurting. I couldn't help her anymore, because I was afraid of hurting her more.

I looked down at my hands and then towards the piano. I decided today that maybe I can't help everyone. Maybe I should just stop. Its not like I was really helping.

Then again, a part of me wanted to fight back and stand up for others, to be different from my mother. My mother, the one who judged everyone by one action they did.

That was something I wanted to avoid, and I had fought hard to be different from her. She was someone who I loved, yet didn't. I wanted to run away, once upon a time.

This was something that happened often with me. I decided that I would stop that, a while ago, but it still happens once in a while.

I was the one that no one loved and that was why I was afraid when I started to let some one in. It was the first time I had let that happen. I had built a wall so tall and thick that I thought no one could cross it.

Then I started playing the piano again, adding my voice in at the right part. I had always done this. I had always run away from the things that went wrong in my life. Maybe today I would stop.

Hello (By: Evanescence)

Playground school bell rings again
Rain clouds come to play again
Has no one told you she's not breathing?
Hello, I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to
Hello

If I smile and don't believe
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream
Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken
Hello, I'm the lie living for you so you can hide
Don't cry

Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping
Hello, I'm still here
All that's left of yesterday

I finished the song with a sigh. I know, I always sigh and it can't help me at all, sitting alone in this room. My name? Allen Walker. I'm 16 years old now, and yet I do nothing.

Let me show you where it all began. Why don't we start at the beginning where everything was good. This is my story and you could say its quite out of the ordinary…

In the beginning, there was love. Or so the two people thought. They thought they were in love, a good thing if used the right way, but something that was like a double edged sword.

You could use it for good, or you could use it for evil. Somethings are meant for one thing, but often end up being double sided, two faced.

Love isn't something that people can just throw away. Love is something magical, something powerful. What is the opposite of love?

Is it really hate? Is that what everyone thinks? That is what they all say, but really I don't think hate is the opposite. Not at all. Maybe its something else.

You need to know anger, before you can have peace. You need to know sadness before you can have true happiness. You need to know how to hate, before you can love.

Maybe I am wrong to think that. Maybe it is the opposite of love then. We may never know unless we try to use the brain we have, the intelligence we hide from others.

It wasn't something they had planned to happen, but they had a son, and soon he was born. They named him Allen Walker and then they had a daughter, two years later.

They fell in love with her and forgot about Allen, ignoring him and leaving him alone. Always alone. They named the girl Alice Walker, and they cared for her.

Alice never fought back against their wishes, so they were more favorable toward her. Allen on the other hand, always fought back against them.

Maybe it was something that he was born with or maybe he thought it was fun. Either way, he always fought them. Of Course he never won the wars he waged.

There was something that made him realize he could never win and it started eating him alive, from the inside out. Soon he had a fake smile and a fake life.

Where had he gone? The real Allen Walker was lost inside himself and only one person could help him. By the way I'm the narrator of this sad tale. My name? Lilly Heart.

Then shall we begin? I sincerely hope you enjoy this sad but true story. I hope that you can figure out if hate is the opposite of love. Of course, there is no wrong answer….

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