*Madeline's P.O.V.*
-After school-
Here I go. I sighed. Well geez. I made it to the door and I can already smell the wretched smells of being poor.
Disgusting. Nasty. Horrid. I felt a need to vomit go up my throat. Don't. Vomit. At. This. Good for Nothing hospital.
Why was I here? Oh. Right. Cause of dad.
He always wanted what was 'best for me.' But he didn't see that this, I thought with disgust, this isn't 'good' for me or for them.
Not that I cared. But I wasn't gonna catch germs.
What if they have Ebola?! Or worse?! Smelled like hobos?!
Omg. No. Jesus lord Christ. I need to get out of here ASAP.
I instantly called my father. I didn't want to go in here. This is awful and absurd. He's crazy if he thinks I'll even enter this hell place.
"Hello?" He answered.
"Hello?! Daddy. I need the chauffeur to pick me up. I can't stand this place, daddy. It's just horrible." I said completely disgusted.
He sighs before talking. "Look princess. Daddy's a little busy right now. And if you forgot you fired Fred. Our chauffeur. So you can come to the office and review which chauffeur you prefer. Is that okay pumpkin?"
I groaned. "Yes dad. I'll go." I hanged up. He better buy me a need car After this.
A/n This was extremely hard for me to write because I don't know What's it like to be rich. Or have a chauffeur. Or hate the 'poor.' I don't even hate anyone. So Yeah.
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