I woke up with cold sweat covering my whole body as I wake up from the dream that has haunted me for three weeks,I also try to remember the face in my dream ever looking happy because,that face was my dead mother. Yes i know dead mother what a cliché what am i emo to,well actually i didn't mourn over her death too much because she was a bitch that never told me that she loved me or that i was really a drunken mistake but no i never heard the words "i love you Maggie" ,heard your father was a piece of shit ,also that he couldn't take care of a child while starting a career. Yup that was my life until god took mercy on me and decided cut her string of fate as you may say. Yeah i know what kind of girl is happy to have her mom dead even though she a bitch i still feel sadness because well she was my mom and i did love her but i guess she or anyone will not ever love me the sad emo girl who is haunted with visions. My name is Maggie Miranda Lee Sullivan,i am 16 and this is the story of how i found out my dad was a rock star,I'm a witch also that it was possible for people to love me while fighting the difficulties of puberty. Gonna be a fun adventure!
XOXO~ZO
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here i go agian
Fanfictionwell I wrote this when I was 13 and two years later thought might as well I know I'm not amazing but hey there's worst on here. So have fun read my story and comment back at me! :) :) :)
