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"it's all your fault Aubrey."
"you killed mom."
"you were the one driving the car."
"kill yourself you sin."
"bitch."
"ugly."
"your horrible Aubrey."
"everyone hates you, no one loves you."
I shot up & gasped for air.
I groaned as I looked at the clock.
4:55 a.m
I could never sleep after that day.
"what day?"
you all may be asking. well, on Mother's Day I decided to be a nice daughter and drive my mom to the park to go have a picnic.
we were just talking and jamming out to Aerosmith because,
me and my mother were like band junkies.
a couple minutes passed of laughter, happiness , until a black Toyota swerved into the front of my silver Toyota and busted my window.
our heads flew back while the air bag came out,
and broke my mommy's neck.
the weird part was,
is that I never even got a scratch.
YOU ARE READING
ROOM 93 ☇ Clifford
De Todoin which a girl who has depression & night terrors meets a frat boy who only cares about himself, meet.
