My name is Nicole Lynn Smith but everyone calls me Nikki.
I live with my father, but he's rarely home so it's almost like I live alone. He's always out with his friends, forgetting about me. Which I guess is a good thing because whenever does remember me, I get hurt.
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I was in my room today, just doing my homework when my doorbell rang. Thinking it was my dad- he loses his keys a lot- I opened the door only to see two police officers.
"Are you Nicole Smith?" He asked, showing me his badge.
"Um, yes. Why?"
"We have some important news." The other one informed. "May we come in?"
"Yes, of course." I said, stepping out of the way and opening the door wider for the officers to enter. I sat them at the counter and opened a cupboard. "Can I get you anything to drink? Water? Beer?"
The first officer looked alarmed at this. "Beer?" He repeated. "You have possession of beer?" I quickly turned red.
"Oh, no. It- it's my dad's. I'm so sorry. I should've said that..." I trailed off.
"Of course. My apologies. I should've known. No thank you, anyways." He added. I shut the cupboard and sat across from them.
"Tom..." The other officer said in a wary voice.
"Right, sorry." His voice quickly changed from distracted to sad. "It's your father. He got in a car crash... And he died."
"Oh." That's all I could say. Oh. "Wh- what now?"
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I need some people to be girlfriend for my brothers.
I try an update every week but I don't know because I have a lot of things this summer.
-Emmy 😘
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