"Mom and dad has always like you better." I yelled. "Please calm down Adam." said Matt. "Now you'll take my children away from me." I replied coldly.
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Adam lives in a run down house with his teenage kids. They barely have anything to eat for the...
"You've been in there for hours." complained dad. I opened the door and he gasped!" What have you done?" he asked. "There's none of your damn business." I said coldly. When did you get more piercings?" asked Matt. "Yesteday." I said.
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(Emily's new look)
You can't look like that." replied Michael. "I don't care, I do what I want with my appearance." I said angrily. "Listen to your father." replied Matt. "Shut up." I screamed.
I covered my ears and screamed. I was shaking. I couldn't breathe and I heard voices in my head.
Your dads does not love you anymore. Who would ever love you? Do you remember what your classmates called you when they found out your disease? Poor little girl. Your dads does not love you anymore. They'd be so happy if you died. Everyone would be happy.
"Please, stop." I begged. Who would ever love you? "Take away the voices." I screamed. Poor little girl. "Please, shut up." I screamed heartbreaking. "You need help." said Michael. "Leave me alone." I replied and ran away. I ran toward a window and jumped through it.
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I ran home to Chloe and knocked on the door. She opened the door and I hugged her tightly. Tears were streaming down my face.
"Emily, you're bleeding." said Chloe. "I jumped through a window to get away from my partens." I replied. "Are you okay?" she asked worried. "No." I sobbed. "Come." she said and lead me to the bathroom. I sat down on the toilet and she washed my wounds. Then she wrapped bandage around my fingers.
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"Both my parents are doctors, so they've taught me to take care of wounds and other injuries." said Chloe. "My papa was a plastic surgeon and an obsessive perfectionist." I replied. "I'm sorry." she said. "It's okay." I replied. "You're beautiful, just the way you are." said Chloe. "Thank you." I replied and hugged her.
