I smiled at the sight of my driveway but the sight of my house was a whole different story. Where in this world did they find paint?
"Girls" I said with rage in my eyes. I could see they knew I was angry so they grabbed whatever they could to clean it all up.
"So-rry" I could see there cheeks filled with what appeared to be tears but I didn't care. I went shopping for an hour and meet the house looking like we were urggg. Anyways.
I ran upstairs to my room to freshen up and went I came down it was spottless. They ran to me hugging but I couldn't show any mercy.
"What's wrong?" Bree said looking into my eyes trying to show my weakness.
"You missed a spot" I said coldly looking to the floor then sat on the couch watching on of the soap opera I recorded.

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My baby girl
RandomTheres more stories to come later on in the year... this story was my first ever book on wattpad so excuse this crappy story .... My baby girl is about Tamera's little girl Bree and the laughs of life with a mother and a daughter through the hard t...