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Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!! "Bertessa get your ass down here!", yelled my father. I walk down the stairs and saw a shattered blue vase that held my moms ashes, all over the ground. I went straight to the ground and cried. My mom was the only person that could make me feel better. My dad started yelling "Why the @$&#*£?@$& is your moms ashes on the ground? Stop crying I know you did this Tessa. I can't believe that you would do something like this. I loved your mother an- "
I interrupted, "if you loved her so much then why did you kill her?"
He responded back, "Tessa I didn't kill your mother!"
"Your such a liar I saw you do it. Why did you shoot her? She was the only one that understood me! I yelled as I was crying."
"Tessa I swear I didn't shoot your mother" said dad
"You are a freaking liar!! I saw you shoot her!! I bet you don't remember because you were drunk off your ass when you did it." I shouted back
He just walked away and got the broom. He swept up the ashes and threw them into the trash. I screamed, " Dad what the hell that's the last of her we have!!!!!"
"If you want it you go get it from the trash. Your lucky I didn't make you clean up your mess!"
"Dad I didn't do it." I said.
"Don't talk back to me!" He said
At school everyone hated me! They made fun of my clothes because they weren't from rue 21 or forever 21. I only had one friend, and most of the time she was off trying to be popular unlike me. I was perfectly fine being invisible and no matter how much I tried they wouldn't leave me alone.

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