Parties... Am I Right?

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I was walking home from school one day, in the blistering autumnal winds, when I heard a sound.

Oh no

It was my babysitter

I ran to my house, and cried alone in my room for what seemed like hours.

I'm a nobody. My parents don't accept me. I sleep in my own apartment because i don't want anything to do with their crap.

Even my sister hates my guts.

All because I didn't want to run the multi million dollar company that my dad, Oprah, owns. I mean, Why should I??? It's crap!!!

I pull off my poncho, revealing all of the bruises I received from my dad when I was kicked out of the house. They stay a reminder to what could have happened had I stayed longer.

My stomach trembles, and I have a sudden urge to throw up. My face turns blue and I rush the the bathroom

JaAaAcKsOn WaaaaAAaAAAaaaAaAaAaAanG!! WhAt aRe YoU dOiNg in My sHoWeR?!?!??? I scream slipping on the waxed marble floor and hitting my head on the bathtub

It all goes dark

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