"Are you guys all packed," my dad screamed as I was putting my clothes in the suitcase. "Will you hold the fuck on dad please I'm trying to pack and it doesn't help with you screaming at me rushing me, you wouldn't do that with mom so don't do it to me," I yelled back at him frustrated.
I mean why does he not do it to my mom but he does it with me? I don't know but I'm fucking sick of it he doesn't understand how long it takes a girl to get ready let alone pack for a trip all the way to our cabin. I hate that cabin it has so many bad memories I don't even know why we are going there.
"Hurry the fuck up Kelsie I'm sick of you always making us late."
"Shut the fuck up dad I'm sick of your fucking loud ass mouth always talking when you shouldn't be can I get ready without being rushed for once in my life."
"When we get back from the cabin you are going to be grounded till you turn eighteen and you move out of my fucking house."
"You don't mean it you never do, so fucking stop I'm almost done packing all of my stuff."
"Well please hurry up, we are going to be late as always."
"Do you know how long it takes to get ready for 3 months specially for a girl?"
"No but just hurry please."
"Okay I will."
There I'm finally done packing for going up to the cabin.
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The Cursed Cabin
HorrorThe Cursed Night is about this family visiting their cabin up north and then they finally find out that their cabin is haunted with really bad spirits
