Chapter 4

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2 weeks. 2 weeks is all the time we had to move. Boxes covered my whole house like an ocean that had flooded every room in my house. I was in my room and I purposely stacked them in front of my door so that no living creature could get in.

Bam! The boxes fell all over and I jumped. there my dad was. "Hester hurry up and put all your s**t in boxes b**ch. "

"No dad get trashy attitude and face out of my room you hoe!"

"B**ch," he muttered under his breath and left.

She slumped back into her bed and put on her sad ballads from the 90's. " Hester why do you have to be rude to your dad?"

"He can eat my hole mom. I don't like him  right now. "

"Hester you know you aren't switching schools and the move isn't our decision were being evicted."

"Mom get out and please clean up all the bulls**t that came out your mouth."

 

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