Dont_tell_me_my_life
"I walked through my front door and through my house, silently saying goodbye. There's not much to say goodbye to. The television set- gone. The sofa- gone. The pictures hanging on the walls, the lamps, the tables, the pots, the pans- gone, gone, gone, gone, and... what was that last thing? Oh yeah, gone. My house was empty.
I had nothing good to remember here. I was attacked. I killed my mom. I lost my dad. My relationship failed. I lost my only friend. This place that was once my home was nothing more than an empty shell of what was once my life, before him. He forced my family to move over and over again, and when I was finally able to live normally, he showed up and ruined everything. Now I have to move to a new town, again, and start over.
But I won't be the same girl he knew. Oh no, I'm going to become something even better. I will be stronger, prettier, and most importantly, more decieving.
I will get him back for everything he has done to me."
A/N: Used to be called Now What?