Just What I Am.

"Hey you! Stop, come back here!" The man behind me shouted as I disappeared into the dark ally.

The guy wasn't chasing me anymore, but I couldn't stop running. Once I got to my block and jogged up the steps to my apartment. I'm normally not the one to throw up after a party, but tonight was gonna be different.

I bumped into every piece of furniture on my way to the bathroom.
"Damn whyyy did I drinkk soo much" I moaned as I fell onto the rug in front of the toilet.

Once I was done, I attempted to get to my room. As usual I ended up passin out on the couch.

My name is Hannah. I had a pretty normal life right up until my parents' divorce. My sister hates me, and well as for my brother we're partners in crime. I left when I turned 16, because I knew I had to get out of that town before my brain rotted.

And I know exactly what you're thinking. "Oh boohoo her parents got divorced what a tragic life". And I know people out there have way worse life's than I do. I just couldn't take that shit no more.

Now I'm 18, and some people would call me a drug dealer. But I'm really not. My boss says I'm apparently "the distraction". I get paid 10k every time we have a good night with the sales. The good thing about tonight is that I got 30k. It was so packed, we were completely out of stock.
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