The Daughter of a Crack Whore

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TW: mentions of animal cruelty, drug use, drug trafficking, details of a sexual nature, and child

In the dark and twisted corners of the human psyche, there exists a character of chilling allure-an enigmatic figure with flowing locks of golden blonde hair that seem to shimmer like sunlit strands on a cold winter's day. an embodiment of madness and malevolence veiled beneath a seemingly innocent facade. Past her whimsical and eccentric exteria, a scourching fire burns within her, burning anyone that comes close. Eyes uranium green, manipulating mens hearts into submission, wrapping them round her fingers and playing them as if they were marionettes. Avery is a different woman to whom she was 2 months ago.

From a young age She was alone but never lonely with envisions of cilloettes and voices. Of course, everyone thought she was psychotic, including her parents. Considering the fact her parents were never present in her life, a modern-day matilda. She wasn't fed fancy dinners on fine China, with 5 different types of fork to eat her 5 star meal. No, she just got what was ever in the cupboard, which was never anything. Her patent usually sniffed their money away before feeding themselves, forget their child. Her mother was crack whore and her dad was a no good drunk. Like they say, never take meds with alcohol. It's probably a myth but in this case it isn't.

Her parents were on the run for theft, drug possession, failed DUIs, hit and run, and mostly drug trafficking. Sometimes avary would make friends, but she soon had to leave them once they moved town over and over and over. If her parents weren't a sleep they'd be drugged up fucking in the next room, leaving avary to play with her friends. Tough love her parents called it. She called it abuse. Her parents saw her ideas were lunatic, making her an inconvenience to them. Apparently wanting to string a rabbit up by the ears doesn't sit well with many people. she had no other family with her grandparents out of the picture and any other relatives wanting nothing to do with her. So, the good parenting skills they had left,they abandoned her, relying on foster care to raise the 11 year old better than they ever could. 10 years later and she has been in 1 Foster home for exactly 1 month 2 days 35 minutes and 16 seconds. The rest you ask? Juvenile detention. Apparently, when you're asked to take the dog out, you don't smother it with a pillow. Her behaviour did not go over well in that family.

After many years in the juvenile detention centre and stabbing many kids with pensils, pens, sticks, rulers, she even found a switchblade. she got her life on track.

She made some really great friends, her education got her into a mediocre, medical nurse course, letting her meet him, the love of her life. Xavier Evens. Dreamy blue eyes, brown dewy hair that flowed and carresed the side of his chizzled features. 10 years on her devilish childhood is long behind her. today, she is 7 years married, gave birth to 2 children a boy, Sammy, and girl, genesis. Her home built to perfection, chizeled arches, wooden trims, the carved granite pilars. Her sprial stair case cascading from the floor above, freshly coated walls, dried with a single layer of paint. she has the perfect home for her perfect family. Living the American dream. Her life really turned for her, it was the only thing her parents ever did right. Giving her an opportunity. Leaving them to wonder, "Who the fuck is Avery Cooper?" She is more than The daughter of a crack whore, and a no good drunk. She is her own destiny.

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