"appreciation project"

Dowell

Dowell, I am sorry.

As I ran through the door of my house. I'm met with my evil stepmother at the bottom of the stairs. But then I noticed her carrying a potato sack, but the worst part is her evil grin.

''Mother. I am so sorry that I am late''

"Shut up you slave" she wickedly said.

"I am so sorry mother. But I have to ask why do you have a potato sack?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. I don't have any more money for my things. So I've decided to sell you"

"You've sold me?! To who?!"

"I don't know the email said "one direction"

"YOU'VE SOLD ME TO ONE DIRECTION" " AS THE BAND"

"NO YOU DUMB WHORE! IT'S JUST A GANG PLAGIARISM THEIR NAME"

My heart was crushed.  I don't know why my heart thought it was going to be in one direction.

But then it hit me. My mother had sold me. She sold me and didn't think about all the things I was going to be left behind. Especially him. Dowell.

Dowell was my secret boyfriend. You see Dowell is the popular guy at our school and I'm. I'm not so popular. I'm invisible at school.

Dowell and I started dating when I had to tutor him for math. All that time together spent led us here. I started tutoring Dowell yesterday it was love at first sight

I was snap out of my thoughts when my mother slaps me across the face.

"ARE YOU LISTENING YOU WHORE"

"SORRY MOTHER"

"SHUT UP AND JUST FOLLOW ME YOU BRAT"

I follow her up through out our mansion and up the stairs. I knew where we were going. Her room.

We walked through her doubled arched doors. I scan the room and see a laptop on her bed.

I walk up to the laptop and see that she did sell me. She had auctioned me on eBay🥺.

My heart sank.

"Go pack your bags slave. You'll be meeting your new owner soon."

"Yes, mother"

I walk out her door. Once out of her hearing distance and I dash to my room.

I take my cell phone out and text Dowell.
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Text messages:

Y/n: Dowell my mom sold me. We're going to be separated!

Dowell: typing........
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Before I could read Dowell's message. I hear my door open. It's my mother.

"I KNEW IT"

"YOU'RE SUCH A ROTTEN BRAT"

"Mother I am-"

I couldn't finish my sentence before she slapped across.

She grabs my phone and throws it against the wall

"N-"

"SHUT UP"

I feel tears forming in my green orbs.

"FOR THAT YOU'RE LEAVING WITH THE CLOTHES ON YOUR BACK"

She drags by my 5' perfectly curly light brown. She drags me to the stairs. She finally drags my 5'5 body and throws me down the stairs.