Let's start at the beginning shall we? I lived a normal life up until I met her.. Odella, my mother was quite kind and caring, my father on the other hand, suffered a severe Injury at work where he died before even getting to the hospital it was kept a secret from us for about 2 days until we got the news, "Mrs. Polson, we're sorry to say but your husband has passed. " The policeman said to my mother. I overheard the conversation and ran to my room before my mother got upstairs to tell me the news, "dear... Your father has gone off on a business trip, it was short notice so he didn't get the chance to say goodbye but I'm sure he would've if given the chance. " My mother said trying to hold back her tears, "goodnight dea. -" I cut her off "mother, father's not alive is he? He works in a place where they don't do business trip's right? " My mother looked at me in shock, she couldn't hold back her tears and just ran down stairs crying. I didn't really feel much as my father was an alcoholic, he didn't hurt us too much only verbally, but despite that my mother still loved him, she felt as though he could change and when he agreed he'd finally try and quit, after being sober for 2 days he died. After this event my mother got into smoking, she hooked up with a few guys, they all looked like shit of I'm being honest. I mean this should conclude my life at the age of 5-6 one of the many traumatic things that are soon to come.
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Dear friend.
Mystery / ThrillerTw: this story is about an overly possessive friend, suicide, feeling left out and alone, death, slight abuse, toxic relationship. Your name is Quinn, your friend's name is Odella, You both find yourself lost in a small forgotten place of the mall...
