"We love you"

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As you could probably tell, my school day went well with the back of my pants ripped off. It was finally time to go home. I was walking towards the doors to the front of the campus. I opened the doors and saw no one outside, I assumed everyone was gone. I was wrong..
I took a couple steps out and heard immediate laughing. I turned around slowly to find half my school sitting there with their phones aiming at me. Some just laughed, others screamed names like "slut" "whore" and "skank", others threw food, trash, and wads of paper.
I couldn't keep back the tears anymore, I just turned and ran home. I hope my parents aren't home.

I walked in the front door and the house was empty, no furniture, no pictures, nothing. It's like my parents wanted to leave me. The only stuff left in the house was everything in my bedroom. They had left a note in my door.

" Dear Anjule,
We left everything back in that town. We had gotten tired of our n neighbors calling and telling us all the horrible things you've done. We left because we didn't want you to do any harm to our reputation . There is $4000 on the counter in the kitchen. We hope that could last you at least a year. The name on the lease is yours cause we do not want to own anything with that town again. I may sound harsh but we left you on your own. Hope you have a good life, we love you."

We love you? That had the damn balls to say that to a daughter they just disowned? Great, I'm all alone. They didn't even tell me where they went. I couldn't even think of anything else to do but cry, smoke, and think of ways to get out of this god damned town.

*the next day

Fuck school. I'm not going. I'll be a damn dropout. I'm packing my stuff and leaving. I sold the house and got the money from that. I put all my things into the moving truck I rented in my mothers name, and I drove 240 miles to LA. No one knew me there, I could have a fresh start. A chance at a new life.

I need a makeover. I can't go to LA looking like I just climbed out of a sewer. I'll go to the first cheap salon and get my nails done and my hair cut and died, then to a clothing shop. I wanted to change everything about me, even my name. I went to a courthouse and signed all the papers to legally change my name. I'm a completely new person. A better person.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 19, 2016 ⏰

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