Because I am not allowed to eat dinner today,I decided to clean the mess my terrible "sister",Ashley made in my room. Once,it'll be clean it would be night and I can escape. I folded all my shorts into piles. One pile was brights and the other darks;I don't do fashion. Probably,because I've never had the opportunity. Maybe I will. 12:30AM. Well,why bother going to sleep now? I slip into shorts and a tank top and just lay in bed. Maybe I will have a better life. Maybe life could be good. Maybe I could be good with fashion. How could I know?
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Wanting a Home
FanfictionAll Annabelle wanted was a home secretly. Her life hasn't been the best and looks like it is only getting worse. Until she helps a crying baby be soothed
