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Everything started moving so slow... My mom just hit me in the face. She has never hit me unless she's drunk.
"A-are you drunk" I manage to say but I cried more.
"NO I'M NOT YOU DID NOT HAVE PERMISSION TO USE MY CAR! AND I DID NOT GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO GO OUT WITH A FRIEND!"
"Since when did you start caring about me?"
With those words that just came out of my mouth I saw my moms facial expression change from Angry to surprised/sad.
My mom didn't say anything else she just sat down. I still had tears in my eyes but I didn't care. I walked inside and ran to my room, When I got to my room I screamed
"GOD I HATE MY LIFE!"
I never told my mom about me being bullied because she never cared about me. I wish my dad was still alive my mom would still care about me, We'd probably live somewhere a little bit nicer, I would have someone to care about me.. with these thoughts I started crying again "Why did he have to die in a car accident" when I said that I felt a hand on my back when I turned around I saw-

Nobody's helping me with this book no ideas or anything. But! That's okay because I know what I'm doing later in the story 👏 Drug use, self harm, and other things will be in this story just hold on 😊 And oh my god 800 almost to 900 views? THAT'S AMAZING. Thank you so much 💕 well that's enough talking let me leave okay byee -Jessica

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