1 2 3, Now Ya Better Run From Me~... 3 2 1, Now Your Time Is Done..

How It Happened...

Abigail Cypher, a beautiful eleven year old girl, had just moved away from her home in Battle Creek Michigan. Her parents had gotten into a horrific fight on Christmas day, 2015, which is what led to the breakup of her mother and father, Michael Cypher, and Kelly Teachout. Then, as soon as Abigail found out, she wasn't very surprised. You see, her parents had been fighting and arguing for as long as she could remember, but, this time, she felt something wasn't right, when she had gotten to the living room, her mother was no where to be found, and her dad sat drunken on the couch. "Dad? What Happened? Where's Mom?" The eleven year old asked her father anxiously. "That Bitch you call a mother is off fucking around with half the state!" Her father replied angrily. Abigail wasn't surprised at all, because her father was always complaining about how her mother was a slut, and a whore. "Dad.. what the hell are you saying?! Mom only ever worked in a bar so she could keep food on our plates! WHY ARE YOU ASSUMING THAT SHE'S ALWAYS FUCKING AROUND JUST BECAUSE SHE WENT TO RUN SOME ERRANDS?!?!" Abigail screamed at her father. After she said that, her father said nothing, and so she left to go to her room. As she lays in bed, she cries, and falls into a deep, calm sleep.

"Mom! Look what I drew! Do you like it?" A sweet little girl with big brown eyes and dark brown hair exclaimed.
"Mhm! Good job Sweetie!" The little girls mother said with joy. The mother was happily collecting blackberries to make blackberry jam and syrup later, while her precious little daughter drew pictures on the back porch.

"~!" Abigail's eyes fluttered open to meet the early sunset gracefully flashing her eyes through the curtains. "Huh...? How long have I been out?" She wondered. She got up, and opened her bedroom door to make her way to the living room. Her mother was there, and was packing up their things. "Mom! What are you doing?" Abigail asked with curiosity. Her mother, Kelly, looked up from what she was doing with moist eyes. "We're moving Abby. Go pack your things and I already called a moving truck to pick up the furniture. Abigail was shocked, unable to comprehend what her mother just said. "W-what?" Abigail stuttered out. "Abby, we're moving. Your dad isn't with us anymore. He moved to California for work opportunities." Kelly said, sadly.
"O-oh... Okay... Well.. I'm going to go pack now.." Abigail said, her voice filled with heartache. And so she went to go pack.

The picture above is what Abigail looks like.