Ok well I am brain dead but I wanted to put this up, please forgive the shortness of it all, it will get longer, so here is Chloe…

Chloe lived a lonely life, she wasn't at all like other kids, and she had not lived like other kids either. Chloe was an orphan, one who just seemed unable to find a home. She traveled from foster home to foster home, she just never could fit in. it wasn't that she was gothic- no she was a normal person. Chloe couldn't figure out what was wrong with her, she actually considered herself quite unique. Clhoe happened to be gifted with two different eyes one of her eyes was brown whilst the other was a dark blue. She had a skinny face and black hair which hung in her eyes, it reached to her mid-back. She had a strong athletic build, and was gifted with the talent of running. She was the fastest out of all the schools she had been to. Chloe was proud of her accomplishments in school but not proud with herself in family matters, she tried to fit in, she truly did, but it never really worked out.

Chloe was staying with some elders with kind hearts, Chloe really liked them. One day whilst she was getting ready for school the phone rang. She picked it up and heard her least favorite voice in the whole wide world.

Her lip quivered "but I like it here"

The voice on the other line tried to be sympathetic "im sorry but they just can't afford it" she hung up the phone and went back to her room. Chloe started to pack- this was just more bad luck.

Chloe was moved in with a writer who lived far off in the forest. Every thing there was silent and boring. The writer of course found all sorts of life in this place of hers. Chloe was alone once more. It was the weekend and Chloe was bored out of her mind, the forest looked inviting from her window, but unfortunately it was raining. That was when something dawned on her- when had rain ever stopped her, she would go out side any ways. Chloe put on her jacket and ran outside.

The forest held large trees, with even larger rocks. All the more inviting. Smiling Chloe ran into the forest deeper, the rain was coming down in a steady stream; her hair was now plastered to her forehead. But that didn't matter; the forest was beautiful and smelled amazing. The freshness filled her senses and overtook her. Had Chloe been watching where she was going she would have seen the small cliff she was heading toward. She didn't know that until it was too late.

Chloe just kept on walking, until suddenly she slipped, she opened her eyes and saw her body riding down a slide made purely out of rocks and wet grass. Mud hit her face and small rocks bit into her butt and legs. Chloe screamed and screamed some more, this wasn't supposed to happen! Soon the soft grass passing became scarce and she now hit only rocks and mud. Then something came into her vision which made her gasp, at that moment she was like a deer in the head lights paralyzed, she was on a collision coarse at high speeds strait towards a massive rock.

Chloe turned around and started to grab at any thing, but at she caught was mud and small rocks. The skin from her belly was going raw and was soon peeling, but that didn't matter. Her legs were much the same anyways. Chloe turned around and saw nothing but rock. Then she hit it careening of off it and still continuing her decent down the cliff. On her way down she hit many rock ricocheting of almost every one. Finally her death slide was finished and miraculously she was still alive.

Chloe was at the bottom of the hill in a heap, a small puddle of blood was forming at her forehead and her skin was leaking blood just a little, all of her skin was raw, ripped and torn. She was unconscious; he blood was going in steady streams now. Had Chloe been conscious she would have felt a large hand wrap around her small body and cradle her to its chest. Had she have opened her eyes she would have seen a concerned face, one that was a robot.