The Color Purple

The Color Purple

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I'm Emily-Elizabeth Hartley Panic, yes Emily-Elizabeth that is my first name it's two names in one...also one of the main characters in the kids show 'Clifford' yup I'm named after a kids show my middle and last name are passed down to the boys in the family but I'm and only child so I inherited it. I am 17 years old, I live in Michigan , I go to Bear Cave high school it's my senior year, I'm an honors student, my mum died when I was 14 and like a lot of people I have daddy issues. The only thing is my dad is the head of the Purple Gang. -------------|*_*|------------ Authors note- Let me know if you think I should continue the book I'm not sure about it, Thank you ? Also the purple gang was actually a real gang, it started in Detroit,MI but it did really end I 1932 -------------|*_*|------------ Credits The cover picture used are from google edited by me on 3 different apps Most of the pic I use are from google
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"Dad!" I yell as I walk into the house. I'm greeted by nothing, except silence. My dad is rarely home, I don't know what I am expecting. Ever since my mom died, he's been nothing but distant with me. I mean, he was always distant, even before mom passed, but before, I thought that he just didn't care about me, now... I know he doesn't. ********** "Hello?" I say through the phone, grabbing a cloth, running it through the faucet, and pressing it against my knee. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" I hear a chorus of people yelling through the crackly phone. I start to laugh. ******** My mom had died. My dad is an alcoholic that doesn't care about me. I have three best friends. One new friend (Who's a bartender/stripper/lesbian). A great job as a DJ at this amazing club. And a whole new idea to get away from my dad and stop holding on to the past. ********** "It called and emancipation," she said through the phone, laughing, knowing that I was anxious. What the HELL is emancipation!? How can it get me away from my dad!? ******** Then I meet him.

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