"I don't like you. I don't want anything to do with you. I never want to speak to you again. Get out of here and don't come back. Ever."
My last shirt was thrown into my bag. Everything was packed in just a few minutes. Not a single item folded, but my whole life was thrown into a duffel bag and a backpack. Some clothes, a laptop, my phone, chargers, my wallet, and a notebook. That's my identity now. Clothes and a few other things. To think that those few things were in some bags and my room was completely bare other than a bed, a dresser, and a desk, showed exactly who I was. Nothing.
"I swear to you Selene, I want you out of my house right now. GET. OUT."
Her spit was flying around the room. I kept my eyes down and picked up my whole life in the form of these two bags.
"Bye Mom."
I pushed past her, walked towards the front door, and stopped. I held my head as high as I could in that moment, and I walked outside.
I had nowhere to go but I wasn't welcome here.
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The Love I Give
Teen FictionSelene Genevieve King isn't one to back down from a challenge, she may be short, shy, and constantly surrounded by loud obnoxious friends, but she won't be outshown. Shy as she may be, her pride and her determination won't let her give up on trying...
