Hi my names Amber Hontish and this is a story of how I died....
Well I was at my real moms house and she was making dinner. I came down my room and just swept past her. She pulled my hair and dropped hot oil on my arm. "Leave me the fuck alone mane" I shouted. "Bitch don't fucking tell me to stop", mane laughed. Yeah that's my mom mane she's a fucking little hore and a drug addict. She does that to me because of "depression" because my dad left her and he took me with him. She sued him and she got to have me for half a month. I hate her I just do, she never cared about me. I went back upstairs and flicked her off. I took my laptop out and wrote a status "suicidal thoughts". Alot of my "so called friends" liked it, they were also commenting. As if they cared, one of my friend julissa...yeah shes my real friend. She always agreed with me; she also had problems like me but she had them with her dad. Well I forgot you must really be wondering how I look. Im short umm... I think 5“1 I have short honey like hair and my eyes are amber color. I like reading horror/scifi/suicidal stories. As you can see I have alot of family problems, and im always well usually isolated.
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*A STORY WRITTEN BY A GHOST*
Non-Fictionhi my names Karina and I really like writing fanfictions and SciFi stories, etc... so I hope you like this this is my second but my first is unfinished
