When Amanda left me, it was the first time I had wondered why she didn't love me. I had wondered before why she was so cruel and mean, but never why she didn't love me. I guess I always thought that underneath the drugs and alcohol there was a women like the one in the pictures, a women that my dad still saw every time he looked at her, a women that was capable of love. When my mother left me on that cold, dark night, that women left, too, and she wasn't coming back. That women died. And so did the piece of me that believed she was there.
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"You're a good for nothing pest. You are ruining everything. I was happy before you came along, and hopefully I'll be happy after." I shouted and cried until I fell asleep. I didn't know what time it was, but I knew it was Tuesday. I didn't know where I was, but I knew I hadn't been there before. I didn't know why Amanda hated me, but I knew she hated me enough to abandon me because of it.
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The Abandonment
AdventureMy name is Cameron. My last name has yet to be determined. I mean technically, I guess I'm a Vreeland. But I always wait a couple months before making it official. I was born a Davidson, but they didn't think I was good enough. Then I was a Jamesto...
