IT WAS AROUND 11:30 PM AND NOONE WAS HOME..LIKE USUAL. OH WELL. I'M USED TO LONELYNESS. IT'S EVERYTHING I AM. LONELY , SAD , DEPRESSED , MAD , ANTI SOCIAL , KIND OF A DRUG ADDICT , ABUSED , AND SOME OTHER THINGS. BUT WHAT EVER. I'M DONE WAITING FOR SOME DAMN DUMMY TO CAME LOVE ME. CUZ TO BE COMPLETELY HONEST NO ONW WILL EVER. SO I'LL JUST TURN ON THE TV AND BE ALONE ALL BY MY DAMN SELF. LIKE ANY OTHER DAY OF THE MONTH , WEEK , AND YEAR. WELL , FUCK THAT CUZ HERE'S MY DAMN MOM'S CAR COMMING THROUGH MY DRIVE WAY. OH WELL. I GUESS SHE'S GONNA WANT ME TO DO SOMETHING FOR HER THAT SHE WON'T DO HERSELF? GUESS SO. OH WELL. THEN I HEARD THE DOOR SLAM AND BAM. THERE WAS MY MOM STARING ME RIGHT IN THE FACE LOKING MORE PISSED THAN EVER. WELL , SO MUCH FOR A GOOD DAY HUH? " WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE OH DEAREST MOTHER OF MINE?" SHE GLARED AT ME THAN SAID " OK. FIRST OF ALL I'M YOUR MOTHER NOT SOMEONE YOU CAN CALL NICK NAMES. AND SECONDLY I TOLD YOU TO a CLEAN YOUR ROOM IT'S NOT DONE , I TOLD YOU TO DO YOUR BROTHERS MINE AND YOUR CLOTHES STILL NOT DONE , AND I TOLD YOU TO COOK SOMETHING WHICH AGAIN IS NOT DONE. WHY NOT?!" THEN I ROLLED MY EYES AND SAID " I DID. THAT'S THE FIRST THING. AND SECOND IS THAT I. AM. NOT. YOUR. SLAVE! DO IT YOUR DAMN SELF YOU SELFISH PERSON WHO BY THE WAY IS NOT MY MOTHER AND YOU KNOW THAT!" THEN SHE STARED AT ME WITH A FUIOUS LOOK ON HER FACE. OH YEA. RIGHT ABOUT NOW I REGREAT SAYING THAT. SHE LOOKED AT ME THAN SAID " UGH. GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE. GO TO YOUR DUMB FRIENDS HOUSE WHY DON'T YOU? OH WAIT.. YOU DON'T HAVE ANY. ANOTHER THING IS MAYBE YOU SHOULD LOOSE SOME WAIT.. YOUR A LITTLE ON THE FAT SIDE ALEXA SMITH! STOP EATING. I WANTED A PERFECT , BEAUTIFUL , SMART , AWESOME DAUGHTER. BUT NO. I GOT YOU. YOUR UGLY , FAT , STUPID , A BITCH , A SLUT , AND A HO. SO SUCK IT UP AND GET OUT. I DON'T WANT YOU. LIKE AT ALL. SO GET OUT OF MY HOUSE AND STAY OUT. UNDERSTAND ME?! UGH. YOUR SO WORTHLESS.." THEN I SHRUGGED MY SHOULDERS NOT CARING AT ALL THEN I LEFT. SO MUCH FOR A GREAT FAMILY WHO LOVES YOU AND CARES.
