17, the big 1-7, probably to young to own a house but I guess that's the advantage of living in the most crappy town ever nobody ever questions anything. To young to be an adult, to old to be a kid. Your just human I guess.
Tired, T-I-R-E-D. I'm TIRED of living in this town. TIRED if living with nobody to live for. TIRED of living for the sake of thinking something will happen. TIRED of living in general I guess.
Work, W-O-R-K, activity involving mental or physical effort done in order to achieve a purpose or result. You could call it effort I guess. But it's more like pain. Work; mental or physical pain to achieve a result. Pain to get your dream body. Pain to put food on the table. Pain to pay this months rent. Work is just pain I guess.
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2 MONTHS AFTER HER FIRST DAY
I did pretty well at my job, but now it's time to leave, I have made enough money to last a while.
I threw a few things in my bag, the little bit of crappy stuff that actually mattered, some water, sheets, etc; all inside of a medium sized sports bag, from when I used to play ball. Glad that's over, I was done with that pervert.
Everything packed up, that meant I was ready. It was the middle of sting and it felt nice so I wouldn't have to worry about the weather being awful.
"Dio, finalmente uscendo da questo buco di merda" She said on her way to the landlords office. Hoping to sell the studio for a good amount of cash she walked in, the whole room being coated with the thick scent of cigarettes. Smells like childhood.
My parents always had a cigarette between there teeth, That's how my dad died, lung cancer. Kind of funny actually. He was an awful guy, part of a gang, did lots of illegal things, etc. I never met him, he died a week before I was born and my mom tried her best to take care of me but of course it was hard. She eventually gavs up and I had to ease myself at the age of 4 and had to learn how to cook and do chores. It was hard but now I know how to live.
She tried her best but she still could've tried a little more, I mean I had to live off of stolen canned foods. That's probably why I'm so skinny. I barely ate and when I did it was still in tiny portions.
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Authors note :
Im sorry this chapter is so short, I'll try to post more later on. Plus I did this while I had my whitening strips on XD.
TRANSLATION : Dio finalmente esce da questo buco di merda : God finnaly getting out of this crap hole.
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