For fucks sake. My subconscious self cursed at the loud yelling downstairs. Here we go again another MMA fight scene from my obnoxious parents. I honestly won't be surprised, this was my daily morning routine ever since my early years of childhood. So much for a happy and healthy childhood, fucking great.
"Will you shut the fuck up Isabel its 5 in the god damn morning!"
"Yeah right, 5 in the morning and yet here you are drunk as always!" My mom fired back to my alcoholic of a dad.
I rolled to the side of my bed pushing myself up to just shrug off this misery of a life I am living for almost 18 years. You'll be out here in no time college is getting close and you'll be out from this shithole. Yes of course I am definitely leaving this house this state to be exact for college. I hate this small town im living people are yet annoying, judgemental and total hypocrites.
"Its fucking 5 in the morning, great so much for an amazing start for the last remaining months of highschool high."
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I walked past the crowded hallways to find myself getting near to my group of friends, smiling and laughing for whoever gossips and secrets they have know for sure."Hey heather! I heard you've been accepted to WSU!" Carol squealed
"Yes and you too right? Omg! We could like live together there! Can't wait to be in college!" Heather replied with a wide smile plastered on her round face,her gray eyes sparkled with excitement.
I smiled and hugged them. I am definitely happy for the both of them being accepted to WSU while I'm the one who encouraged for all the three of us to study there yet here I am still waiting for the colleges I've applied to LA. I felt bad honestly for being the only one to be away from them but I wanted to be far away. And if being far away is study either across the globe I don't care as long as I have myself and got my shit together I'm fine I will always and will be.
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