I was folding laundry as I heard the front door open and close again
"Tara?"
"Yeah?"
"I got a call from Mr. May today."
"Did he tell you I said 'hi'? I asked him to."
"Uhh, no, but he did tell me what happened in class today."
"Uh-huh."
I put down my blue t-shirt and wemt into the living roombas Tara flopped onto the couch and flumg her backpack beside her.
"Oh, honey... why?" I asked worriedly.
"You really don't care about me, do you?" she asked.
"Tara! How could you say that?"
"Because if you did, you'd know that I'd been doing it for the past four years!"
Tears started to well up in my eyes as Tara headed for her room. How could I have let this happen?
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I'm Not Ok
Teen Fiction[COMPLETED] Tara is a teenage girl who drinks, cuts, smokes, amd does drugs. Her boyfriend is a straight A student, but could he handle someone like Tara? Tara struggles with loving herself for who she is ever since a child hood trauma involving her...
