𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊

6 0 5
                                    

"I WANT YOU OUT OF MY HOUSE ELISHA, PACK ALL OF YOUR SHIT, BECAUSE YOUR OUT TONIGHT!!"

"MOM YOU CANT DO THIS TO ME!!"

"I AM AND I WILL IM NOT GONNA HAVE A DRUG ADDICT IN MY HOME GODDAMMIT!!!"

My mother slammed my door, leaving me in my room of total darkness.

I sat down on my bed and silently cried, clearly stressed the hell out.

I packed up my stuff, everything, from my clothes to my belongings. I put them all into a burgundy suitcase.

I dragged my stuff downstairs and looked at my mother, sitting down at the table with her hands covering her face. I'm not surprised she's mad at me. Any Parent would be mad if they found out there child was doing life-to death drugs.

I went out the front door and slammed it shut. I sighed, 'Welp Elis your on own now......what do I do?' I walked of the patio and started my "new?" Life.

◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇

This is just the prologue the chapter will be longer.

One In A MillionWhere stories live. Discover now