Back into the shit

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BANG CRASH BANG. Opening the door to a big fat talk man of a boyfriend started swearing at mum cause he didn't get his beer right this second.

Walking through the chaos of broken loveable things. There I see my little sisters my little pony with its head pulled of the body. With a cold heartless voice I let out "I can't deal with this anymore" grabbing my go bag from under my bed.

Walking into the cold frostbit pitch black night. The go bag over my shoulder as I walk the streets of the Unknown town.with moonlight lighting my way.

Standing under a bridge, unpacking my go bag. I set my sleeping bag on the ground. I see that girl from school approach me. She says "hi, I'm April from school" I smile and say"what are you doing out here in the cold" "my boyfriend has a drinking problem, I'm not returning home" "you can use my sleeping bag" getting out of the sleeping bag. "It's fine, is it ok if we sleep together" "you have a boyfriend" "he doesn't seem to care anymore about us" "oh" I comfort remark.she kisses me and says "thanks cutie"

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