Part 4

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I started to walk home and I unlocked the door.

"hey sweetie! I heard your tutoring someone! I'm so proud of you!" my mom says hugging me.

"haha thanks" I say with a slight laugh. "I'm gonna go clean my room!" I say to get away.

"okay. have fun!" she says continuing to make dinner. 

I walk into my room and flop onto my bed. Well.. today was a long day. I get up and clean my room along with writing my essay.

"to the boy that I love. You have a girlfriend. but I love you. you have out me through hell and heaven. but that's part of growing up. Thanks for that. I have to see you come into class late everyday then see you flirt with her. I have to see that stupid smile of yours that makes me smile. I have to hear that laugh but I never caused that laugh. I love you, and after getting out of a toxic relationship I thought I would have a chance, but instead you push me around and tease me all day. but thank you for that. I love you Grayson Dolan." 

then I stopped writing because my mom called me down for dinner. 

I walked downstairs and saw my dad so I hugged him. Then I saw my baby girl Violet. I know what your probably thinking. Having a baby at a young age is a bad idea, but she is the best thing that has ever happened to me.

I had Violet at 16 and I am 18 now. My parents were so supportive, but my ex boyfriend on the other hand, he wasn't. He left me. 

"Mommy!" she screams running towards me smiling.

"Violet!" I say picking her up, making her giggle. 

I walk over to the dinner table and put Violet in her high chair and I sit next to her holding her hand. My mom carries over some mac n cheese for Violet and Steak for us. I help Violet eat and then eat my food. 

"so when are we going to meet the person your tutoring?" my mom asks cutting her steak.

"your tutoring someone?" my dad says smiling. I nod my head

"I'm not sure mom. I like him a lot but he doesn't know about Violet and I don't want him to judge me" I say putting my dishes away.

"I'm sure he'll love her" she says standing up. I shrug my shoulders.

I pick Violet up and take her to her room, read her a story, and put her to bed.

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