Fuck holidays.

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Holidays around my house are barley holidays.

My dad has been in prison for most of my life. He is never around for, Easter. Christmas.  Fourth of July. Birthdays. Thanksgiving. Nothing.

My father has four kids.

Me ( Mia ) Sabashtion. Orionn, and Daysee.

He is never there for us. Ever.

He has only been here for about 4 of my birthdays. And im 13,

He wasnt even going to show up for Christmas today. He wanted to spend it with his bitch/side hoe.

CHRISTMAS EVE

Mom : So your telling me your going to skip another Christmas?

Dad : Whatever

Mom : Okay thats fine your kids are probably used to it by now. So have fun dont show up. Sorry that your forced to watch your kids open presents for once.

Dad :  *sighs* im done talking to you right now .

Mom : Good.

CHRISTMAS DAY.

Every thing was going fine for once.

Everyone showed up and no one got in a fight this time.

We ate. We played games. We played bingo. We had fun. We roller skated and ect.

Everything was fine up until me and dad got into it.

Me : I cant wait till im fourteen!!

Grandma : Why

Me : Mom said i can get  piercing:)

Dad : The hell if you are!

Uncle : Yea you aint comming home with no piercing unless its an earing

Me : To bad my mom said i could.

Dad : Come home with your lip pierced and ill rip it out.

Me :  No you wont?! Its my face.

Uncle : I dont care! Your face or not you aint fucking getting one!

Dad : You dont need to come home looking like a damn skank!

Me : Wait so now im a skank? Okay thanks!

Dad : You would sure as hell look like one if you pierce holes in your face

Uncle : Yea that isnt happening

Me : Yes it is! as soon as i turn fourteen ill get my face pierced if i want i mean if you guys can cover your selves with tattoos then im aloud to pierce my freaking lip.

Dad : No your not. Your not gonna be a damn skank.

Me : Yes i will

Im nothing but a skank to him...
Well he is nothing but a prisoner to me..

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