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I didn't want to do this, but Everose forced me to. She said I had to write down every detail of my life, and whatever hurt me. this is the story of my life, and worst of all, the death of my sister.
18th July (still) 2:42 pm Dad and I had another argument. I hate having arguments with him. He always wins, though today I was determined to win.
Chapter 19 We drove to her house, it was an old house. With white flowers under the windows. I stopped the car in front of the garage. " are you sure she will like me?".
I look at Roux then back to Seb. Then look between them again. Somewhere in the world we live in are all the leaders and other adults and out of everyone Phoebe is the one who stayed.
-NATE- "So how are you feeling?" Charlie asked me as we walked along Fifth. "Excited.
14th July 11:02 pm I'm in sooo much trouble!!. I'm not allowed to see Matt ever again. At the moment I'm lying on my bed crying. I hate my dad and my mum.
Teabags, F*** you all around. My mother drinks you by the pound. You're so gross, so sweet and thin, My mom would put some whiskey in. And then, she'd make awful, dumb sounds.
14th July 5:56 " Who are you??. WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?" shouted my dad angrily. My mum came rushing in. She froze on the spot when she saw Matt.
She came home Early for once Sat on the couch Stared into the distance I said hello She said hi Within 5 minutes She had hurt my pride Stayed completely quiet Not even a glance For her daughter...
I want you To hear my voice That is filled With much rejoice I want you To understand my words So powerful and true If only you heard I want you To hear me out I've things to say For you, no...
-NATE- "Nate?" Tiffany said, turning over to put her arm around me. "Morning" "I'm sad, Nate" she said, in a youthful and childlike voice. "I know you are sweetheart, so am I.
All you do is nag, nag, nag and all you do is groan, groan, groan... Do you ever hear yourself moan, moan, moan. It's early in the morning so can you please change your tone.
I m not a parent so to understand is hard for me Your children don t speak and you can t see That you can fall out with anyone you pick as a friend But your sibling s can Hurt you right til the...
Wanna live my dream. Not stuck in your reality. Wanna do what I'm good at. Not what you want me to be. I've always disagreed. But never spoke my voice. While yours is insanely loud.
Why are you telling me to let my phone be. Can you not see I am happy this way?. I have nothing to do you see!. Yet you want me to do other stuff than this for a day!. Mom, I want to write.
Lucy turned slowly. She was slightly scared, hoping it wasn't her dad, but who she turned to see was more of a shock than anything. Lucy screamed when she saw the boy who was towering over her.
Can we stop these mind games I have to play, Because I'm very aware you do them and have to reciprocate. It ends up with neither of us really loosing, And I'm exhausted from it all...
You keep me in all day, 'Straight home from school', you always say. I'm not allowed out at night, Hell, I barely even see the light. This is not protection, It's not contemplating my perfection.
I try as hard as I can. To be a great dad. But the things that I say. They think I'm bad. Whatever i say. Whatever I do. Nothing about me. Will ever please you. I've tried really hard.
Chapter 62 " shut up. Someone is here I can feel it". Could Chris feel me being around. I stood behind a large boat. It stood parked and no one could see me in the dark.
I beg and plead You don't understand my need I have a separate family Not related by blood And I love them with all my heart We care for each other and understand each other,with tight ever...
I eventually decided upon a royal blue dress. I chose it specifically because my mother hated the colour on me. She always commented that it clashed with my black hair and green eyes.
(Plot: Mid Afternoon, In the woods, 1700s) [SUSAN *Walks In the woods to collects Berries for her father and mother, as she walks she gets an eerie feeling as if someone was following her*...
[The lights slowly brighten as the audience finds a young couple alone, having a picnick near a tree] Tammy: [in a shallow voice] I can't believe tommarows the last day...