It was dark outside, it was just another night in New York. I was living with my dad and step mom, my dad and my mother was separated when I was still in my mother. I wasn't even born yet, my dad wasn't ready to have another kid. He really hates me, and I really hate him. I always cause trouble, its the best thing I could do. I sneak out going to parties, and might do a few drugs. I come back home, drunk off my ass every weekend and get yelled by my dad, and be grounded for a moth, but doesn't stop me from sneaking out.
I was laying in my bed, with my Beats on, listening to music. Looking out the window, waiting for my parents to sleep. I would look out of my door to wait for my parents light to go off. I decided to check once more, I walked to my door, with my long fuzzy pajama pants hitting the floor. I peeked out, I see the light slick off. I smile, then sneak into my bathroom next to my room. Blaring some Asking Alexander in my beats as I straighten my hair, adding my eye liner and smokey eye shadow. Dark purple, then I added my cherry lip gloss. Pressing my lips together. I head back into my room, to grab my cloths and change.
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I put on my converses and walks out on the fire escape, sliding down the ladder, then running down the ally way, heading to the party.
