how it all began

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hi. I'm Olivia Frances. I live in North Carolina in a little place called Raleigh, I like to go camping and hang out with friends. I really like the outdoors and wilderness and survival techniques.

when I turned 4 my mother died in a car accident. after that I was never really "normal", I could tell. I still went on car rides with my dad, until he got a new wife, my dad was my worst enemy. I hated, no, despised him for forgetting all about my mother! he never let me talk about her and he took down all our family photos and left the ones of me and/or him.
it was like he threw my mom away...

I was devastated, angered, and furious with him, but I eventually thought this was just his acceptance part of grieving, where as I was in denial of her ever death. mostly because my father never told me that my mother didn't actually die in a car accident.

one day I went down to the basement and smelled something foul!
I went to the closet (where the smell originated from) and I opened it and saw that there was a little cubby inside the wall and when I opened it I could not believe my eyes...

I saw, some one crammed in the cubby, multiple scratches and cuts and a rat came running out of the cubby revealing an eye, I nearly barges up lunch but not until I noticed the person had the same shirt, pants, and eye color as my mom when she died in a "car accident"

I quickly ran upstairs and and told my dad that I had found mommy!
"go away you little kid, adults are talking now" he said apprehensively.

"mommy is in the closet daddy!" I cried and that's when it hit me. my father killed my mother... "you... you killed her?... you baster!!!" I ran to the kitchen and called 9-1-1 and I heard the operator

"9-1-1 what's your emergency?"
"my daddy killed my mommy!"
at that point the phone line died and I came running outside looking at my dad run into the kitchen after me with some... Orange juice? I thought he was going to poison me so I kept running. in the direction of the sirens of the police car.

I waved my arms in the air getting their attention "over here!!!" I screamed
we ran half a block away from the house and finally they saw me and quickly asked me if I was the one calling. "yes yes! it was me! my daddy k-killed momma! and he's about to poison me!"

the police men arrested my father once he confessed his crimes. before he was taken away I said to him " I'll tell your second wife you left her!" and I put on a smirk knowing he would get what's coming to him.

he was sentenced for life in prison for murder of several people. I told marry, my step mom, what I said I'd tell her and the police explained what happened. she cried, and then the worst thing possible happened.... she gave me up for adoption...

*current day age 14*

hey mom? I love you and I will soon join you... very soon, I promise!
love,
Olivia Frances , your only daughter...
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[ dun. dun... dunnnnnnnn!!!!!
see what happens tomorrow!!! I'll catch you guys l8r comment and Blau blah blah whatever bye!!!!!!]

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