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It all happened when you were young. You were standing in the middle of no ware in the middle of the forest. You were running away from your step dad who was drunk almost every night. He always abuse you when you tell him to stop drinking and pay the bills. You had a job in new York city, and you were the only one paying the bills. He would never pay them.

Your dad had punched you in the face a couple time and you packed your things and ran. You ran into the forest because your so called dad had been chasing you, and telling you to come back and that he's sorry. You couldn't go to your mom cause she died in a car crash when you were 11 years old. You had already planed to leave anyways just not that soon. You had bought a plain ticket to LA.

You were 20 years old and it was time to live on your own. You have always dreamed of going to LA. Ever since you were a little girl. You waited a while to check your phone for any texts from your dad. Nothing. You were surprised. He would usually be texting you like crazy. He never really cared about you. He only married your mom for money since she was a rich doctor. After she died he got all her money and didn't care about me one bit.

You were going to your plane and checked the time. 10:26pm. Late. But have to leave. You already pitched a good looking hotel room. Enough to get by and get a job.

As your boarding your plane you turned your phone off. You couldn't wait to what LA was like. Just couldn't wait.

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