(Original Version)
My cousin and I are the only true bloods left in the Thanos Family. I'm eighteen now and my absent father decided to finally take responsibility of having another child. Moving from New York to California wasn't the hard part. The...
"Mom..." I called out. "I'm home. I had the worst day today and I'm not up for games." I threw my backpack down next to the door. God, I hate that place. Jen, the bitch who thinks she's queen bee at school, decided to target me. I'm only a Freshman and it's only November, so I couldn't have done something to piss her off already. Well... maybe fighting back could have triggered her...
I walked past our family pictures. For as long as I could remember, it has always been me, my mom, her parents, her brother, her sister-in-law, and my cousin. She raised me with having two jobs and yet she had the time to be my hero. She's my best friend. She was there when I needed her. And trust me, I needed it.
At school, every girl's trying to be the 'hottest' there. And the 'hottest' in my small, little town, in the middle of nowhere, is skinny. As in borderline unhealthy. Me not being into that, I'm curvy. I got a booty and boobs. I have a tiny waist, but I'm healthy. Someone from New York City called me 'Slim Thick' while I was with my cousin Marco. I looked it up on Urban Dictionary and, I mean, I guess I am? Whatever. I love my body, even if everyone at school calls me fat.
Along with my 'Slim Thick' body, I have long pitch black wavy hair and ice blue colored eyes. I have high cheek bones, big pouty lips, and sun kissed skin. I'm a smart ass and have a vocabulary of a sailor. Oh yeah, and my name is Gaiana Kallisto Thanos.
"Mom?" Where was she? I followed the smell of burnt food. She never burns food. What the hell is going on? I walk into the kitchen and scream. There was so much blood. "Mom!" I ran to her body that laid in her own pool of blood on the floor. I quickly turn off the stove next to me and quickly called 911 on my phone. When I told the person everything, she said that they were on their way. My eyes blurred as I swept my mom's blood soaked hair from her pale face. I let a sob slip out. "Μαμά. Παρακαλώ να είστε εντάξει ... (Mama. Please be okay...)" I whimpered and hugged her cold body to myself. "Παρακαλώ ... (Please...)"
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Hello my loves!
There will be Greek, Italian, French, Spanish, and Russian in this book. If I made any mistakes with the translations, please let me know so I can fix it. I'm basically using Google Translate for them. Thanks!
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
