Walking into my swerling death of a life is something that not everyone wants to do. Including my mother. My mother works at a lawferm in New York, being one of the top divorce lawyers in the state. Her name is Mary Dan. She has a blonde hair and green eyes. She loved my father and married him when they were twenty and had me. Emily Dan. I was her hope and happiness. Then when I was three my mother walked in on my father in bed with another women. Mom did not freak out right away because they did not hear her.
Being nice she waited until they climaxed and said "I hope two people broke into my apartment and had sex in my bed." Scaring them. I thought it was one of the funniest thing is the world when she told me. The women got dressed and left. Then my mom yelled at my dad and found out that it had started a mouth ago but that he still loves her. She just threw him out. He moved to Canada just to get away from my mom. He never married and hated me because I look like my mother with my blond hair and green eyes that are hidden behind glasses. He then got partial custody and only lets me see my mom during holidays and some weekends. I now live in Calgary, Alberta, Canada. You would think that is a good thing right? Well, let's just say I would love to pull a Freaky Friday with my mom.
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Invisible
Teen Fiction*bring bring* There goes the bell for last block. Like I need a reminder for going to the hell hole I call home. Grabbing the books I need from my locker and starting my way out of the building. Weaving my way through body's and hallways you may won...
