I woke up with a sore back. I sat up in my bed and yawned. As soon as I finished yawning a small sneeze escaped my lips. Ugh. I felt sick and felt sweaty under my clothes. I stood up and headed towards the bathroom. I relaxed under the bath as the water drops dripped down my skin. Its cold temperature relaxing me. I rubbed the soap around me and then put shampoo on my hair. I staid in the same position for a while thinking about everything, but nothing at the same time. After a while of just staying there, i made my way out the shower. I brushed my teeth, put all my face products but no makeup then blow dried my hair.I headed to my closet and slid in a Panic! At The Disco T-shirt with some joggers and black converse and my glasses. I looked at my self in the mirror. I looked repulsive, my hair was a mess and you could see various scars trailing in my wrist.
"Gross." I said before i took one last look in the mirror and pushed my hand through my hair whilst moving it to the side.
I ran to the kitchen to get something to eat to find my father leaning against the counter. Moved around him avoiding eye contact. I picked up my favorite black mug and poured my self some hot coffee and sipped it.
"Good morning to you too." My father stated with a serious tone.
"Where's mom?" I spat out.
"She's getting ready to go to the super market and buy some stuff." He said.
I quickly turned around and started to walk towards the stairs.
"Where are you going?" My father said from behind me. I turned around to face him.
"I'm telling mom I'm going with her." I said walking back upstairs before i was once again interrupted by my dad.
"No you're not, well not looking like that. You look disgusting you idiot, go change." He said taking a sip of his coffee. I rolled my eyes and pretended I didn't care. I entered my room and quickly locked it behind me. One single tear was the only thing I let escape from my eyes.
It's not like it was such a bad insult, and its not the first one he's told me. It just it really hurt that your own parent insulted you. I'm not his favorite daughter or anything, I never was. But I hope that one day I'll just get away from this house, from him. Or just get over it.
I whipped the few tears that i let roll down my cheek and went to the bathroom. I washed my face and tried to put my hair dow a little. I went back to my closet and switched my pants for some skinny jeans and went outside my room.
My mom was about to open the front door until i yelled.
"Hey mom wait! Let me go with you." I said as i went in my room really fast and took my phone.
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Mom and I went around the store looking for some things. I wasn't helping much though, i was scrolling through Tumblr. I went around the store and picked up a Nutella jar, strawberries and a Fiji and a Evian water bottle. While my mom was in the line, I was looking through the variety of books around. I saw the Death Note mangas and instantly squealed. I did a little jump hugging the book to my chest then felt my self bump in to someone.
"Sorry." I said turning around to find Greyson.
"Nah its ok." He said chuckling.
"Um, so, hey." I said to him felling kind of nervous.
"Um hey you look..." He trailed of in thought.
"I know, I look like crap. I didn't feel like putting effort in anything today." I said with a small laugh.
"No, no, no, you look great, actually you look amazing." He said with a smile.
"Stop being so nice, I don't look 'amazing' dude." I said with a laugh. I wasn't fishing for compliments or anything. I was just stating what I actually thought.
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Witch Blood
Paranormalne"Witch Blood" is the story about a teenager called Victoria that was born with witch powers. Having this "power" makes her have some inconvenient encounters with people. Thanks to this, she doesn't know who she could trust anymore. During her experi...