I Wanna Be Famous (Chris Mclean x Abused!Reader)
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Last published Wed, Nov 21, 2018
Dear Diary,
Yesterday I got my last paycheck as a minor. It's finally my 18'th birthday, the day I've been waiting for my entire life. "Dad" can't hurt me anymore, I'm an adult. I finally saved up enough to get my own apartment, a cheap, rundown place, but it's better than living with him. I have just enough to rent the place for a year, and buy some cheap furniture. I've worked for 4 years to come this far, I can't stop now.
-Love, (Y/N) 🌟
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