Hi, I'm Alice, I live a 'normal' life...
Or so it seems
I live in the south of England in Hastings No.82 MainStreet TN317X8.
I have a best friend called Isabella, Bell or Bella she has long, brown hair and pretty, greyish-green eyes.
My parents were not the most supportive or nice parents ever but they fed me.
Anyway...
When I was born, I wasn't wanted by my mum.
All she said was 'GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME!!!
Yes she said 'THING', but I'm used to it.
I get treated like a piece of dirt daily, come to think of it.
I am a piece of dirt because, my parents don't wash my clothes and I struggle a lot trying to figure out how to turn it on and what 'cycle' to out it on.
The other day for example...
'Alice wash your clothes'
'O.k mum I wi-
'NOW!'
I hurried into the laundry room and bunged my clothes inside. Now how to do this ???
'The on button, on button, on butt- ah on button'
Atleast I managed to turn the damn thing on.
'Now um, I'll press this and 'wash cycle mode- Hot Wash'
Seems nice...
'Annndddd...done, Start cycle'
Worst mistake of my life because
I flooded the downstairs area with hot soapy water, including the garage, abit like a car wash.
As you can see I'm not particularly the best person to do household chores.
Soo here and now I will write to you the story of my
Life...
