part 1:hatred

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December, 1st 2018

Holly went out for a walk on a freezing day. She was wraped up, in a scarf a hat and ofcourse a big puffy and warm jacket. She was walking around and decided to go to a big mall by taking the bus, she paid, sat down and watch her phone, checking for texts and so on. Till she was at her stop. She got off and went to a shopping spree. Her parenst were furious after they saw 1 of they're 14256363 credit cards were drained ot of money. She came home and smiled in evilness to her parents, then she ran up real fast up to her room to unpack everything. She smiled about her new things but sighed "i already have everything, what's the point of buying something if i already have this?" She glanced at her clothes, there were 2 of each clothing. She then decided to go do her homework. She then proceded to write her essay for school. She smiled softly but then got stressful because she was tutored by such smart people (Holly felt retarted and fugly) She then just threw all her books and papers away to the side of her room screaming in stress. Holly then went to get her ukelele and started to play a sweet melody to her original song "grow up" Holly sang along and one note was so loud her parents came in saying :"ANGELICA HOLLLY JEFERSON, WHAT IN THE DEVIL WAS THAT WHISTLE SHOUTING IN YOUR FATHERS AND MY EARS?" Holly scardley answerd:"uh, uh i was just practicing for the music test for today..." she smiled very very nervously. "Angelica, for the last time music is for men cooking and cleaning is for women" Holly's mother explained in dissapointment. "For the last time MOM, my name is HOLLY" Holly looked at her mother angerly. "Angeli- it's not worth it......anyway why is my goddamned credit card drained out of money?" Her mother asked Holly annoyingly. "Because i needed something for school" she said to her mom, her mom answerd:" and that is?" Holly's mom said. "None of your bisz" she snapped back. Suddenly her mother's phone started ringing. Her mother left and Holly followed. Listening to what her mother said to the annonymous caller.

To be continued

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