Electric Fantasy (ON HOLD)

Electric Fantasy (ON HOLD)

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To say that I was a bitch, was a complete understatement. I mean, someone had to fill the position right? My parents, Cassidy and Chresanto August, were million dollar moguls. Everyone expected them to have their lives under control by now with all the drama they once had. Unfortunately, there was a little kink in that fantasy.. Me. I thrived off of chaos. I did what I wanted, said what I wanted and manipulated anyone who stood in my way. And for the last seventeen years, I've always gotten what I wanted, that is...until I met him. Since when did pretending to be a good person ever get you the guy?
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My name is Karan. I stand 5" tall and weigh 98 pounds. I have long dark brown hair and hazel eyes. I have 12 siblings. Our parents were killed in a car wreck. I live with my boyfriend who is 7 years older then I am. I am still in school. I am in the 12 grade. My plan is to complete high school and attend college. I am not sure if I want to be a nurse, teacher, or social worker. Sometimes my boyfriend will hit me. I never know what sets him off. I had just finished my homework and was starting supper when I heard the living room door slam shut. I knew that it was not going to be a good night. As I turned around to say hi to Richard he punched me in the face. I fell to the ground and he kicked me in my side. He begged him to stop but he didn't. I don't know how long he beat me I must have passed out. I woke up to a quiet house. I slowly got up and walked to the closet where I had a bag packed with clothes, important papers, and around five thousand dollars. The money I managed to save for one year from my job. I grabbed the bag and my car keys snuck out of the house, got in my car and started driving. I kept driving until I was as far away as I could get.

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