Harry Next Door

Harry Next Door

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I'm gonna be short. My parents divorced and I started living with my mom. But she didn't wanted to live with me. So I moved to my dads house. When I got there he started yelling at me for coming to his house. -WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE YOU PIECE OF SHIT!?!? - my shitty dad yelled -Mom...didn't want me to live with her so she said that I have to live with you..... - I whispered -ARE YOU INSANE?!?! DON'T YOU GET IT THAT I HATED YOU FROM THE MOMENT YOU WERE BORN?!?! - he yelled louder. He took out his wallet from his pocket anf handed me some money. - Here - he calmed down. - Take these and leave.....and don't come back. I took the money and left the house. Yeah.....live's shittty. My name's Emily. And I hate life.
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I was tiered of my life. I was never happy, and I hadn’t been for a long time. I just couldn’t get that night out of my mind. It haunted me in daytime, it haunted me at nighttime. And if I ever did get the memories out of my head, even if it was just for a moment, some idiot would have to come up and ask me about that night. So really I had no choice but to leave. I was only gone for a couple of weeks, but my life changed completely.

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