ALEXI'S P.O.V

A cool breeze blows through my curly brown hair. I don't think I've told you about my facial features.
Not that they're very interesting...but...I have brown hair, with loose curls at the bottom.

I have green eyes, which sometimes change colour depending on my mood. Oh yeah! Hehe...

And I have a deep dimple in one cheek. My nose is rather small, kind of like a button, and I have slightly noticeable freckles.

The motel windows act as my mirror, as well as the icy-cold and extraordinarily clear lake on this huge property.
The lake is also where I wash myself. What, I wash myself??? Yeah, I am hygienic you know!

That's pretty much it. Oh, also, I'm not very short and not very tall. Just in between.

How about my personality? Well, I'm sure you can tell that I'm very weird. And I like to think that I have a funny personality. Heh. Maybe you think differently. Oh well. Not like I care!
I can also be very serious when I feel like it. I don't normally like to be serious though. I like to be happy and positive. Seriousness makes me uncomfortable.

I love cats. Yup. They are my favourite animal. I also love other animals, but cats are my favourite.

Hey! Now I can hear a new sound! It sounds like a car!

Quickly I get up and peer through the stairs. Sure enough, there's a car coming up the gravel road. It's looks expensive. Humph. Just another rich millionaire coming to enjoy themselves in their luxury.

I lay back down again and listen to the sounds.

Then I grab my sack, yes, my sack, out from under the big piece of bark I normally hide it under.
My sack is very precious to me. It's all I have. Everything in it is very special.

I have my journal, my birth certificate, my plastic water bottle, some important papers, and my locket with my family's photo. Also some other random stuff. I take out the locket and open it.

The picture was taken ages ago, when my twin brother and I were babies.
When we were only three, our parents divorced. My mum took my brother, while my dad took me.

I lived a horrible life after that. My dad was abusive.
I think maybe...it was because he couldn't handle life anymore, that he took it out on me.
When I was old enough, I started school. I got bullied. The reason? I don't know. I think bullies just pick on someone who looks already vulnerable.

My life was horrible. I ran away when I turned 14. I would say that I ran away from home, but...it wasn't my home. It was just a house.

Now, I'm 18. I keep track of the date with my journal.
I really miss my mum and brother. I actually know where they are.
So...if I know where they are, why don't I go to them?
I don't even know if they remember me! You see, my brother is Harry Styles.

Yup. I heard he's in a band now, called One Direction. One Direction is like the most famous boyband at the moment.
I know because I was rummaging in the bins one day, and I found a magazine. Harry was one the front cover.

So while my brother enjoys a rich perfect life, I am stuck here. I don't know if he even remembers me. Sigh.

I'm just a poor old loner.

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