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Dear, My Thereafter

Dear, My Thereafter

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' ONCE BITTEN, TWICE SHY' " I stood there as I eyed a unfamiliar black SUV drove up in our drive way, crawling slowly towards us." " She's here honey" I heard my mom said beside me, as she placed a hand around my shoulder and whispered in my ear. " It'd be fine darling, Aunty Terry will take good care good of you." she finished, while my dad load my luggage in the car. " Hi, you must be Tashash, I am your Aunt....Terry." the lady from the SUV said to me. And that's where my new life began........... Stay tune, Read along cause it only gets real from here.
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My life used to be pretty boring. Everything was average. Normal family, normal looks, normal house, normal job, normal life. The only non-boring aspect of my life was my best friend which was only because she always managed to mess it up somehow. I didn't really mind much because it kept things interesting. That is until she disappeared leaving me to care for her fatherless child with nothing more than a few hundred pounds and a sorry note. She did ruin my old life. She ruined everything that I'd actually cared for. My parents hated the fact that I was 'throwing my life away' for a child that wasn't mine. Not to mention illegally. I dyed my hair blue in rebellion. My own way of saying "F*CK YOU!" ...They kicked me out shortly after. I couldn't find a decent job in the area and the rumors became so vicious that I just left and never looked back. Old life: Destroyed, unraveled, completely gone. Let's see how long my new life lasts shall we?

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