Sweet Tart
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I'm Annabelle. I haven't been with my mom since seven years. I'm scared of going home. All I want is my family and my friends being home again. But I can't face "Home Sweet Home". Am I supposed to like it here? -Hannah ----- BEFORE READING: half of this is not what I created so give credit to : @elsasrevengexx ---- STAY IN TOUCH?: Twitter: @itsiggybiggy Tumblr: @snowqu4q ---- BACKGROUND CREDITS AND PHOTOS: Special thanks to "we heart it" @f4bjess follow her on instagram for the photo creds tysm for direct messaging it! :D --- UPDATES: I will usually update this once a week f I have the chance too. Please follow me for more :)
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'No, he didn't'. I was so shocked by the turn of events. Everything was going fine and then suddenly boom, everything turned upside down. I just couldn't believe this. What did he think of himself? 'Leave me alone.' I said firmly but his hold on me was so strong. I was struggling to get out of his bear hold but to no avail. 'Oh!! So, the poor lady thinks that I will leave her alone and just let her go free?' He had that evil laugh and boy, his breath stank. 'Man, you just signed your death warrant and I will do one favour on you.' No one messes with me. 'Ooooh, I am so scared that I almost peed my pants.' Again that idiotic laugh. I counted till 5 and then kicked right in his balls. I turned around and grabbed his hair from roots, jerked them so badly and then gave my hard elbow shot on his chin. Everything happened so fast for one moment he was standing and the other lying on floor wiggling. I charged at him with my cheetah speed, picked up a wooden rod and started hitting him wildly, 'You idiotic stinky breath was trying to steal my backpack. You are so dead.' 'Favour, favour, favour.' He was screaming in pain just after few seconds and was panting hard. I picked my paste from my bag and threw at him, 'Brush your teeth.' I was fuming. I turned around and saw him standing wide-eyed, 'Hi, I am Scarlett.' I smiled showing my 32 teeth. 'I am scared.' His look puzzled me. Starting date- November 5, 2019 Completed on - May 23, 2020 All Rights Reserved.

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