Chapter 3:
(Dads house)
My dad always had a smile for me. When I was with him for the week I swear I was happier.
From when I was 2-5 my dad lived with my grandma and grandpa. I loved it there. Fresh home cooked meal that were amazing. Always someone there to play with.
I would go with grandma to church every Sunday. We would hang out together. She would be my best friend.
Every now and then I would go to my cousins so they could watch me in the summer. They were good friends. We would always play with toy cars and watch movies about dinosaurs.
They were older so they went off to school and I stayed in the house and hung out with they're mom. She was really nice. I missed her when I went to school and no longer had her as a baby sitter.
I had a happy few years over there. It feels like that was the only time I was ever truly happy. I miss that.
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That Goth Girl
Teen FictionThis is the story of a girl... Who was neglected, lied to, harassed (in more ways than one), dumped off to the side, and more. This will tell you what happened to her and how she rises and falls. You may think at first shes just some stupid girl...
