I screamed as my deep brown tresses were yanked, my small frame dangling an inch about the ground as i desperately tried to free myself
"GIT GONE WIT 'CHA!" My uncle screamed at me as he threw me outside into the mud and the stone of his walkway. My hair clung to my face as the wind and rain slammed down on me violently "B-but..." i stammered, however i was silenced as he threw my pink and black Minnie Mouse backpack at me "No niece o' mine is gon' be gettin' B's! Youll end up just like your mum, a slut!" He screamed.
Mustering up all my courage i whipped a rock at him and ran. i yelled back at him, using the new word i heard from mommy when she hit her knee on the table "F-Fuck you!" My voice was strong but my eyes were brimming with tears.
i ran until i could no more. My head was reeling and my stomach a growling mess. My red and white dress was torn and muddy as well as my boots. And i could only imagine what my hair looked like. I was going to call my mum when i heard a boy crying.
"W-why... da-daddy... i thought ye.. loved me" his voice trembled. I slowly approached him and handed him my cloak. "Hey... you ok?"
He nodded and allowed me to wrap the cloak around him. I sat beside him and smiled when he offered me bread "Im... Im Sean, Sean McLoughlin"
I smiled and took a bite of the sweet bread "Im Brittany... Brittany Brodie"
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FanfictionBrittany was all alone as a child until she had met Sean. Sean was always ignored or neglected. These two meet and become instant friends... until the day Brittany moves to America. 16 years pass and Brittany has moved back to County Westmeath and...
