[FINISHED] "So, you coming or staying? Well, your opinion won't matter. Let's go." My dad grabbed my arm and dragged my to the car. "Where are you taking me?!?" I asked, trying to break from my mothers grip. "You're a mistake Y/N. We're taking you where you belong." My mother snapped. As I looked up, my dad turned into an insane asylum parking lot. HIGHEST RANKS 2ND-ARGUMENTS out to 160 stories 16TH-GHOSTS out of 14.9k stories 8TH- 18PLUS out of 1.22k stories