When I finally made it home I was greeted by the thousand cops that were already there..
"Oh. Crap."
I ran inside only to notice that my house was a wreck..
thanks again asshole..
God. I'm getting really tired of all this bullshit. The police had told me that there had been a "violent physical altercation".. It wouldn't be the first time. But I was surprised to see that Officer Stevens wasn't there today.. He's always here when this kinda stuff goes down.. He's a really cool guy..
I wonder where he is..
I walked up to one of the officers and asked them but he said that officer Stevens retired..
"Retired? What do you mean, 'retired'?
"I mean that Officer Stevens isn't in the work force anymore"
"You're lying!". Tears began to stream down my face..
"Miss, please calm down"
"Don't you dare tell me to calm down"
"Miss-"
"Get out of my way!"
Then I shoved past the police officer.
The next day
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I was in my sisters room, doing her hair. And man, did she have a mane on her!
"Ow! ow! You're hurting me!"
"Well maybe if you brushed your hair every morning like I told you-"
"I do brush my hair every morning!"
"Do you?" I gave her that look..
"Okay, okay maybe not EVERY morning, but I still brush it"
"I highly doubt that."
"Ow! It hurts!"
"What are you wining about? I'm already done."
"Oh.. well, I guess it was just the after shock then"
"Julissa, you're being so dramatic, go get everyone and bring them in here"
"Why can't you do it?"
"Because I just told you to do it. Now go"
She popped herself up off the bed and walked out the room.
