I walked to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, fluffed my hair, took a shower, and put on my outfit for the day. Even though my momma don't care about me, she still buys me clothes.
Another day of bullshit. At least I got my 3 best friends to help me everyday. If they weren't there on a daily, I would've been dead.
I went over to my backpack and checked to see if all of my homework was done and in there. I grabbed my basic hoops and put them in my ear piercings. I was simple. I go to class, talk to friends, and do my work. I don't bring on extra mess like some hoes at the school.
I pick up my backpack and run downstairs to the fridge to grab a cup of applesauce after seeing I only had 3 minutes to get to the bus stop. I rush out the door, not even bothering to say bye to my mom or her "thing".
Petty, I know.
Running down the street, I see my bus stop and the other kids in my view so I decided it was time to slow down. As soon as I reached the bus stop, that's when the bus came rolling noisly down the rode. Ugh, school time.
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Anotha' one.
-ariel ♐🔥♐🔥
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Broken Promises.
General FictionA promise is something that is known as a thing to be kept. But we all know that sometimes people we know, as well as ourselves, break them. Promises hold a lot of information, just like secrets. What if the lies and secrets hidden behind the promis...
