*Next day*
i wake up and wince in pain any other child would find it a big deal but i was used to it. I stood up from the dirty wooden floor i had been lying on. My father then shouted slut you better have a good reason why my breakfast isnt ready. I ran into the cupboard sized kitchen there wasnt any food in sight what should i do? I just sat on the floor. A couple of minutes later my father walks in.
Dad: what are you doing slut? Where is my food? Oh we have ran out. WELL GO GET SOME HE ROARED!!
Yes daddy i whimpered as i went out the door in my ripped white top with stains over it. Its the only clothing i own. My dad throws a smashed beer bottle at me. I have no money so ill need to beg woohoo i thought as i stumbled to the market cradling my cloth toy that i found in a alleyway
called bumbleAs i got to the market there was a huge crowd of people i was trying to get to the bread market until this man with a hugeee camera pushed me over my nose was bleeding and was really sore my kneed had a huge line through it bleeding badley everyobe was now staring at me wondering why i wasnt crying but i was used to this i just sat there then this guy with a expensive looking suit on.......
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sorry for the short chapter guys i promiss ill make it up for you ive just came back to school and boy are they making up for all the work we have missed from corona. Plus im working on 4 stories rn anyways
how are yall doing?
might post tomorrow ill see how busy i am with homework
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