"I'm sorry we can't afford a better house." I said and sighed. "It's perfect dad." replied Georgia.
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Adam lives in New York with his new husband Jack and their three children as well their dog Scooby. Adam is a special victim's detectives.
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A lot of people came to the party. I felt very uncomfortable. Dad had sent papa away. Can this party be over already? I went to the living room and dad did drugs with his friends. He smirked when he saw me.
"This is my daugther Sarah." said Hayden. "She looks just like her father." replied a man. "She does." he said and they laughed. "She dress like ugly." replied his friend.
"I'm not like you, I never will be." I replied. "You'll be like me one day." he said. "Dad is a much better father, than you." I yelled. He raised his hand and slapped me across the cheek. He pushed me too. Tears filled my eyes.
"I am your father and you obey me." he shouted. "I hate you." I yelled again. He grapped my wrist and his eyes shone of hate. "You're little shit." he said. "You're hurting me." I sobbed. "Like I care." said Hayden.
His friends did nothing to stop it. They just laughed at me. I ran to my room. I threw clothes into my backpack. I also packed down my wallet, phone charger and other stuff too. I can't stay here anymore.
"Where are you going?" asked the Anastasia doll. "I need to get out of here." I said. "You're not going anywhere without me." she replied. "I can't be here." I said. Anastasia gave me a hug. I packed her down in my bag. Then I walked out of the house. I took my bike.
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You're so worthless. No one loves you. Everyone would be so happy if you disappeared. You're nothing. You are just waste of space.
"Stop." I said and tears were streaming down my face. Suddenly it began to thunder and the rain was pouring down. I went up to Adam and Jack's house and rang the doorbell. Emily opened the door. I looked at her while tears were streaming down my face. My cheek shone red.
"Can I stay here tonight?" I asked. "Of course." said Emily. I hugged her and cried. "I'm here, it's okay." she said. "He hit me." I sobbed.
She led me into the house. Emily gave me dry and warm clothes and dried my hair. She also made a cup of hot chocolate with whipped cream. I couldn't ask for a better cousin.
