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"Only once in your life you find someone who can completely turn your world around."
After being sent to live with family she's never met or heard of, seventeen year old Ameenah Clark finds her self hav...
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Ameenah
Most people thought money was the key to happiness. So of course when my parents showered me in gifts and took spontaneous trips to exotic places around the world, they thought I lived a perfect life but that wasn't the case.
What was money and expensive things when your parents barely showed you love? What was money when you spent countless birthdays and family holidays alone? What was money when you parents cared more about their jobs then their child?
Nothing if you ask me.
I placed my pencil down and closed my notebook. My notebook was the one thing that helped keep my sane. My notebook was where I could be completely unfiltered and unapologetically me. Of all my possession some would find it crazy that I would prefer a notebook over other expensive materialistic things.
Deciding to give myself a break from writing, I got out of my bed and left my bedroom. As I made my way down the stairs, I could hear my parents having a discussion in the living room. From the sound of my father's voice, I could tell an argument wasn't far behind. I decided to just go straight to the kitchen and out of sight in order to avoid getting in the middle of whatever ridiculous thing he decided to complain about tonight
"Ameenah" my dads voice boomed making me stop in my tracks.
So much for staying out of sight.
I slowly turned on my heels and walked towards the living room. There my dad was pacing with a piece of paper in his hands.
"Yes dad?" I answered wondering what it was that he wanted.
"Mind explaining this" he asked walking over to me and shoving the paper in my face. Looking over it I noticed it was my report card. I frowned wondering what he was so upset about. I've never gotten a grade lower than an A in my life but I managed to get two B's this semester; I wasn't mad about it. I just wanted to graduate on time and go far away for school.
"What my report card? What's wrong?" I asked confused, I wasn't failing any classes or in danger of failing.
"Whats wrong" he mocked with a dry laugh."Two B's Ameenah?" He shouted.
"Dad these are good grades, a 88 and a--" I was cut off by a smack to the face and fell to the ground. I looked to my mom for help but she simply turned her head and acted as if she didn't see anything.
"I'm not paying all that money for you to go to the top private school just for you to be getting by...and all the sneaking out do you think I'm stupid" he chuckled menacingly.
