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My best friend had come to drop me off at the airport, I felt as if I was dreaming, my dad never liked hanging out with me since I apparently 'attracted trouble' but I guess he changed his mind since he was the one that wanted me to be back. We all said our goodbyes and I headed through the gates wishing that my dad will be excited to see me.
Sometimes I wonder why I even bother to say I have good luck. As horrible as my life could be my seat was situated right next to a mom with her son. Don't get me wrong I understand that kids are a lot to handle but this one, Oh no this one was a psychopath. It was a little boy, about 7-8 years old maybe, and all he did was bug me the whole flight.
" Hey you, could you please stop screaming, some of us need some peace and quiet on this 6 hour flight !" I mutter kinda mad since this wasn't the first time I had asked him politely. " NO, I'm aloud to do whatever I want, right mommy," he said with an added snicker. "Sure son whatever" his mom answered without talking her eyes off the newspaper they had passed earlier.
His mom was even worse, no matter how many times I had complained I always seemed to get ignored. "UGH, I hate my life," I cried not too loud but loud enough for the passengers in front of us and behind us to hear.
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HAPPY'S LITTLE GIRL
Teen FictionY/n is a young 15 girl who seems to have changed from never wanting to see her dad ever again to missing him every singe day. Her dad originally sent her to boarding school since he was 'way too busy to take her of her' ' Out of the blue her boardin...
