I jammed the keys in the ignition. My car was beautiful. It was a bright red Chevrolet Cruz with heated, leather seats and one of those radio's that showed all of the info about the songs being played & you could amplify the call through out the whole car. It was gorgeous. My mom bought it for me on my sweet 16th. I checked out how much cash my mom had in her wallet. She had a 100 bill, like seven twenties, two tens and several ones. Wow. Momma's gonna get a day out. I continued the drive to my destination. Wet Seal. My fav store of all time. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mom staring me down from out doorstep & shouting something. I couldn't hear her behind the glass, but I knew she wasn't happy. Her face contorted when she saw me flipping her off. I got a kick out of that. I sped off. I was going 80 m.p.h. With the window open. Wow that felt nice. The warm, crispy air ruffled my hair & my sweats & tight T I was wearing. I looked at me shoes. Green Toms. I couldn't wait to get a new pair!
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Hatred
RandomWhen Layla becomes too overcome with hatred to cope, she runs away. She finds herself in a beautiful place free of people. As her thoughts get worse surrounded by the beauty of the island, she finds that her world is being destroyed. In more than on...
