Merle's Daughter
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So my name is Jade Dixon. My dad's name is Merle Dixon. I never met him. My mom says he was a real idiotic rebel who got her pregnant and left. She says I'm the the mistake and that she wishes I was never born. She remarried and has an 'angel for a son' and 'a god for a husband' what a kiss ass right? He beats her daughter and she automatically loves him. I hope she realizes what Mikey does to me too and gets some sense knocked into her or maybe she knows but doesn't want to help me.. Who knows.. I don't really care anymore. My life is shit. I wish he had taken me with him when he left.. It would have been easier for me in an orphanage too than in here.
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