"Happy birthday Kat" Emma said with a smile, handing me a medium sized box, rapped perfectly with purple wrapping paper and binded by red sequence ribbons tightly "a Polaroid camera?"I ask in delight. She nods.
"Scince these are our last days of hig...
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Damien Anderson
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Patricia Anderson
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*Four years ago*
"I HATE YOU!" I yell banging my room door behind me and plopping onto the bed angrily, my brown hair full of red dyed streaks scattered everywhere. I look towards my dresser and scan my angry self in the mirror. Yet again dad takes the side of that goddamn Patricia.
I had come home late today. Me and the gang had some graffiti to do downtown and got a little stuck with the cops, so I gave them my usual death kick and ran away, luckily I was wearing a ski mask so they didn't see me.
God it was so fun.
Those where the little moments of happiness I had in my miserable life, when I'm out causing mayhem on the streets of this city is when I feel the most alive. No Patricia. No Damien. No Dad. No rules. Just a group of teens having fun.
Scince I was fourteen I was the youngest in the gang. Conner, who was twenty one, and the oldest was very fond of me scince I was so young yet so dangerous at the same time, making me one if the top dogs.
Being part of the top dogs meant alot of good stuff. You get the most respect, most of the stolen goods, and most especially the best share of.... Well... Let's call them snacks for legal reasons.
Tonight was one of those nights where Conner would share the goods between all of us, so I'd have to stay way past the stupid ten o'clock curfew dad set.
"Hey where's my share?" I ask confused coming next in line for my goods. Conner looked down at me annoyed.
"Common Kat you've been getting bonuses all week if I gave you your share which is already more than everyone else's we won't have enough for next week" he tries to explain holding back the stack of cash in his hand.
"Fuck that con you said you'd still give me my shit even with the bonuses so give me my shit" I say adamantly stepping towards him so closely I could step on his feet with my black leather boots and break his toes easily.
