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09.02.2020 04:14
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So? Who cared if I was a demon and an angel? Seriously, I don’t get it. I wasn’t born like this, but how I got here is none of their business. Life is hard enough not being accepted at home. I guess I can write it down though. No one is going to read this, right? Oh, yeah, the beginning. Here we go. Chapter 1 ~ Selina My dad was always the nice guy, while my mom on the other hand…. was just… no. I don’t have a word to describe her. Horrible, terrible, terrifying. There’s really no definition for her. My dad hated her, but the couldn’t divorce, because of my mom. When my dad committed suicide, I was so depressed. But nooooooo. My mom doesn’t care. She just marries her boyfriend. Yeah, she was cheating on my dad. She was the reason he’s gone, and I’m going to get my revenge. Well, for my dad, and totally not for my sake. It totally isn’t for all the times she abused me. TOTALLY.
09.02.2020 04:15
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Anyway, my dad gave me a little talk before he left. He also gave me a map, which I’m going to use tonight. There was a backpack too, filled with supplies, and some of my favorite keychains. What? I collect them. “SELIIINAAAAAAAA!!” my mom called from the kitchen. I exited my room, walked through the hallway, and into the kitchen. “You didn’t do the dishes, and you know what happens when you forget to do a chore.” I don’t know if that was a question, a statement, or a threat, but I knew what was coming. “Mom, I was going to do it later!” Defending myself was useless, but I did it anyway. “I know you’re not a fan of second chances, but-” It was too late. She grabbed one of the dishes off of the counter and threw it at me. “MOM!” I pleaded as I dodged the glass shards.
09.02.2020 04:15
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“When will you get it through your head child. I don’t care how much you say you’ll do it later, now or never.” My mom then grabbed a cutting board and pulled me up closer to her and hit my back with it. “NOW DO THESE DISHES!” As she walked out, she dropped the board and demanded, “Don’t forget to pick that stuff up.” I was left crying on the floor.
09.02.2020 04:17
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Yes Continue I need to know what happens!!!!
09.02.2020 04:19
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HEHE I'm not telling you yet
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