So this is happening right as I'm typing. My mother threw out my fathers clothes on the porch and he keeps calling and knocking. "Laurie open the door!" And what-not. Pounding and calling over and over again. I think he's finally leaving after ten minutes of knocking and calling. Now I know this one is very short but this is happening as I'm typing and I am scared. This is not the first tome she has done this. And he keeps coming back. But maybe not this time? Who knows? And now we're acting like we are normal. Fun. I just love fun times! Yay! And please don't worry. This happends all the time. Just another day at home.
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The Story of Me.
No FicciónThank you all for 1K views! I thought I was a boring person, looks like you proved me wrong. This is the story of me. What you'll be reading is my life story. And it's real. It's what I go through, Every. Single. Day. And at times it may be sad and...
