a different kind of fariytale

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KNOCK, KNOCK  "Ana please wake up, i need to talk to you down stairs" my grandma softly wispered throught the door. "ughh but grandma its saturday" i rolled over not wanting to leave my warm bed. "Ana dont make me come back up her" her voice louder this time. i listened to her foot steps down the stairs then i slowly climed out of bed unwillingly. I took a glance in the mirrior, i quickly turned away it was an ugly sight. My blond hair was everywhere, my green eyes wild, and my pale face red.  My door craked open "ok just checking if you were out of the bed" my grandmas eyes were red and puffy like she been crying. "granny whats wrong" a concerned swepted look on my face. "we will talk down stairs" she put on one of her famous sweet fake smiles and headed back down stairs. 

I didnt say a word as i enterd the living room. my Grandma patted a spot next to her on our saggy couch. i sat without saying a word. She grabbed and hug me tight  "Ana, im sorry but you gotta live with your dad now" she grasped me tighter. my eyes grew wide, i havent seen my dad since mom died in a car accident when i was 5.  Grandma let go of me to take a look at my face, her eyes full of tears. "i sorry sweetie its just best if you do" i couldnt say anything, i couldnt even move. i couldnt belive she was making me go live with him and i havent seen in 10 years. tears stared to flow down my checks. i finaly restored my movment and ran up the stairs and into my room. i slammed the door behind me.  i cant belive shes making me move in with my dad.

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