the tragic tale of Dekota McGarthy

Chapter 3

i walked into the room, and there was two people standing in the room having what looked like a mindless gab fest. the person that took me away cughed and they both looked at me.

"ahh, is this dekota?" she smiled, i glared at her. creeper.

"yes, say hi dekota" the women smiled, i glared at her aswell.

"im not fucking five!" i argued, she sighed.

"dont use that lip with me, young lady!" she said in a sickly sweet tone that made me want to puke.

"now, i think you know why your here, your here because you had a troubled past and were here to make up for your disadvantage" she smiled. i stared at her my eyes the size of plates and stomped my foot.

"my mum was perfect! i was fine where i was! until you bitches took her away from me!" i shouted, they didnt look fazed at all. i let out a frustrated groan. there was a knock on the door, and the women completely ignored me.

"Come on in alexandra!" she called to the secritary standing by the door, the womans face blazed with anger. "those papers were ment to be faxed to mr cunningham 3 hours ago!" she screamed

"i-i-i'm sorry m-miss." she stuttered nervously

"Dont worry!" her face went bright red "It's only going to cost you your job!!!" she screamed in her face, i wasn't going to just stand there, i was angry enough already that anything would pee me off, i stomped over to her, all fire blazing, i slapped the apers out of the poor womans hands

"Im sorry alexandra..." i whispered to the assistent "WHAT YOU GONNA DO!" i screamed in her face "HOW DO YOU LIKE IT!" the head looked completely taken aback

the care worker Caroline McDonaugh came rushing over

"oh..well.. maybe some anger management classes will help" she said to the head "huh?" to me, she was nodding and looking at me pleadingly, i couldnt say no, i huffed and puffed and stormed out the room