After a long day travelling I finally ended up where I now belonged, my dads. Well, it sounds easy. But trust me, my dad's not like any regular dad!
He lives in his scruffy trailer and is a alcoholic, drug dealer, 'takes' drugs, bank robber and a psychotic idiot! Yes, my dad is Trevor Phillips..I'm not surprised he won't recognise me. After all it's been a while since I've seen my dad. We used to live in a little poxy town called Ludendorff in North Yankton. But we had to move because of what my dad did with uncle Michael. I'm still not too sure of he's even my uncle to this day but I'll keep it that way. My mum told me that dad was leaving for a while and on my 14th birthday she told me the truth. Two years later here I am to see if he's changed his tune or still the same old goose as he was back then.
I'm still a daddy's girl! I always dreamt big like being a photographer or being a teacher but I'm way too stupid to be a teacher so I' want to be a famous photographer! "Nancy Phillips". I can see it in the headlines already! I never wanted to be like mum was! Well this is kind on embarrassing but my mum worked in a strip club. No! No! She worked at the bar when my dad passed out after drinking with Michael when he met Amanda! Amanda.. I still hate her to this day! She never like dad so obviously she hated me too! I used to be best friends with Jimmy! I didn't really like Tracey that much but jimmy was my best friend! It broke my heart to leave Ludendorff as that meant I couldn't see him anymore as we moved to Los Santos. The city of twits! I really still miss jimmy but he's probably forgot about me or "Amanda" made him turn against me! I think I look like dad. My features are like my mums though! I have short brown hair and dark blue eyes! A few freckles on my cheeks and button nose and that's really it. I have my dad's brown hair and ears. I have three piercings in my right ear and none in the left. Guess I am kind of strange just like him.
Now at 16 I am moving in with my dad. I've not said that word in a while. Hopefully he doesn't feel too bad if I call him 'T'. I'll just see when I see him. I'm getting quite nervous now.I walked through the rusty gates and stumbled on a strange man with dreadlocks and piercings. I said "hello?" and he turned round and asked "I'm Wade, who are you?"in a weird dreamy voice. I replied "I'm Trevor's daughter..Nancy..". He stared and bumbled up the trailer stares and shouted my dad's name. A man with scruffy hair and long beard barged and and grappled Wades vest until he pointed then dad's face locked on me. He dropped wade and I saw a tear trickle from his eye and screamed "Nancy" and dived to hug me! I cried a little too... I really missed my dad!
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Mystery / ThrillerThe life of Nancy Phillips! (There's a tiny bit of swearing to fit in with the grand theft auto theme :)