A Fucking Prefectly Ruined Life

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So curently i'm trying to find a lawyer, but guess what i don't have any money.
Oh wait you still don't know anything that hapend to me in the past 2 years.

Well here. You get another high-light of my Life.

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The first day of my mind mess-up
Foxeria's pov:

I look at the mirror.
- shit.
Then at the time.
- shit.
Then at the date.
- god damn it!

August 30, 12:43

|The day before my parents kill Me|

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Yeah, i didn't get Into any college. Gladly i'm still here, but why? It all was caused by my stiupid actions but hey that's the thing you are here for aren't you!

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|I don't have any where to go for studing|

I get ready and sneak out of the house. Making no noise i get caught.

M- where have you been all morning? And your sneaking out again also you look "great".
- what? I'm not sneaking out. And what do you mean AGAIN? And also whats wrong with what i'm wearing?
M- well i didn't know that you talk back at your own mother in the house your parents give you. And about the clothes.
They don't fit the Rules we set.
- i'm not talking back and i'm 18 years old i don't have to follow The Rules.
M- when you have your own home then you can be not listening to the outfit rules. And also you can only go out after you help your dad in the attic.
- but mom i have stuff planed with people!
M- no.
|That never works wether i do make plans or go alone like today|
M- and change your outfit!

I go to my room.
Look in the mirror:

|Shit that's such a good fit|

I change the fit:

|I hate the Rules|

I go to help my dad after.

Dad pov:

I see fox looking good as always. But she isn't happy. Probably "not today" mood is what she got.

Well atleast she came.

- hey fox. I'm cleaning this place and seling some suff. Care to help?
F- i mean i'm already here so i guess sure.
- okey so you get that end i get this one.
F- (nods)

Time skip

F- dad? What can't mom help you?
- why are you asking? You don't want to help your old man?
F- no just interested, and i also have to pick up a package. ... Also i want coffee...
- well your mom wanted to have a rest and i have to sell some stuff so she said she will look through it and pick everything apart.
F- oh okey.

Time skip

F- allright. I'm done
- great, you can go now.
F- ok. Bye then.

|Not a scratch on the car, impresive|

Mom pov:

|Hmm... Interesting... Where is she?|

I call my husband

- hey do you know where fox is?
D- yeah at a coffee shop or the post office.
- okey got it.
(They hang up)

|That girl is not what i rised, she dosen't tell Me where shes going, and is starting to lie. I'm geting the truth |

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Well thats atleast what i think happens in her head, but don't quote Me on that|

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Fox pov:

I pull up in the drive-way with my coffee In hand.
I get out of the car. Enter the house without a word.

Mom instanly attacs Me.

M- okey, so no hello any more?
- (i look at her confuesed)
M- what are you mute?
- no.
M- then speak.
- why are you so mad? Did i do some thing to you?
M- yes, you sucked the good out of my Life and insted of useing it you are acting like a bitch!
- MOM! Do you hear your self?
M- yes, my dissapointment, i do hear my-self
- what happened to you?
M- the answer you can get out off the mirror look at it.
- ...
(I see three bottles of wine on the ground)

I felt my self heat up.
It felt like i was burning inside but not out side.
It wasn't anything new but this Time i felt more free.

(Mom passed out on the sofa)

|I can be free from this all|

My head started spining and minutes after i saw two maches in my hand. The box Next to them, and an empty galon tank for gas.
I looked around.

|I could die here ir out live my mom by leaving her here |

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But i didn't. I didn't even light the maches.
Not then and there but my pyromaniac friends don't be sad. That's the start of my psicho beauty.

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