Im not like the other girls

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by ididthisatasleepover

by ididthisatasleepover

Beep beep beep-
As I woke up from a tiresome night. My alcoholic father had me up getting him vodka all night.
I rubbed my eyes to get rid of the sleepiness and saw the bruises that lined all on my arms.

I got up from my bed and went to the bathroom and looked into the mirror. My blue cerulean eyes stared back at me. I had bags under my eyes from my fathers restless nights and bruises he caused that were prominent all over my body.
I sighed as I pulled my golden locks into a

Messy bun.

I got dressed in a black tank top and flannel and slipped on some jeans to cover my bruises.
I know that I don't dress like all the other girls. But guess what. I'm not like the other girls.
I rushed down the stairs and pulled on some converse and grabbed my black Jansport backpack. I know what your thinking.

I'm NOT like the other girls.

As I was opening the beat up door, I felt a sharp pain in my arms. MY FATHER!!😡😡
I couldn't tie my shoes because... of my abusive father. So I sucked it up and closed the door behind me. As I was walking to school, I was thinking of my crackhead mother that is now in jail.
Flashbacks flooded my crippled mind. I heard her in my head saying "Emily!!!! Buy me crack!!!" I remember the night she got caught. She tried to seduce the cops and also got charged with public indecency as well. Now I'm only left with my alcoholic and abusive father.

When my flashback was simultaneously over I was at school. I walked into school and hung my head low as I clung to my books. As I walked through the dimly lit halls I felt myself bump into a hard chest and fall to the floor dropping my things. I scrambled to pick up my things and looked up to see who I bumped into. Then as my eyes traveled upwards I saw that I had bumped into the bad boy of the school. I had bumped into Jacob saggytits! I felt myself blush a crimson red. Like I said I'm so quirky.
I finally collected all my things and rushed to science.

I got into class and took my seat in the back next to the window. I sat next to my table partner Cole spouse. He turned and gave me a cold shoulder as he wanked off under the table.
Just then my science teacher Elon muck came in and I got my notes ready.

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕖
•mítσchσndríα is the ᴾᴼᵂᴱᴿᴴᴼᵁˢᴱ ᴼᶠ ᵀᴴᴱ ¢єℓℓ

•𝘖𝘮𝘨 he is changing the slides so ғᴀsᴛ

I couldn't focus on the work because of my abusive and alcoholic father. I pulled up my sleeve to study the deep purple bruises on my arm. Cole Spouse noticed and stopped his um activities. He zipped up his jeans and put his clean hand on my shoulder and asked what happened. I shrugged him off and decided to continue my work.
Finally school ended and I packed my things and put in my AirPods . I started my playlist of Rex Orange County, MCR, Billie eyelash, and pan!c.

Like I said I'm not like the other girls.
I made my way into the house and what was awaiting me was...my abusive and alcoholic father.

Phil swift.