Part 17

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The note was sitting on the counter.
"Me and Jack are going out to eat with your father. We won't be back till late. Don't forget to have work. Love you, mom. "
I take a big bite of my apple, and stare at the note. My mom never says I love you. I walk up the stairs and walk into my room. I stare into my mirror and stand there for a little while. I think to myself. My long blonde hair laying on my shoulders, my light blue eyes, my skinny body. I see what my parents in me. Ugly, stupid. I'm ready to prove them wrong with this new job. But it most likely won't happen. But I guess it's worth a try. I go to my bathroom. I grab my concealer and foundation and then I grab my make up brushes. I look in the mirror again. And I start to put on my make-up. When I'm about done with that I hear the door bell ring. I finish by putting on my lip balm and grab my earrings and run down the stairs and swing the door open. I look at the people standing in front of me....... the police.
I'm in shock I think of all the things why the could be here and I think of my parents fighting there could have been a car wreck. So I stand there and wait for them to speak.

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