"What the hell is going on in this room??" She yelled "Nothing just a few things I have to pick up. That's all!" My voice cracking by the end. My eyes start to get glossy and she noticed. "What you gonna start to cry now? Really come on. There is stuff all over the floor. Your dance bag, clothes in a basket? Really. Oh my fuck. Why are you crying!?" Hhm I wonder why? I look up at her like she's crazy. Is she really asking me why I'm crying? "Because you keep yelling at me. I haven't done anything wrong!" "The hell you haven't. I've been at you all week to clean your room and this is what you think clean is. When you get home I don't want to see you. Start to clean right away. And DON'T make me tell you!" And that's how my day started. My name is Luna and this is the story of my life and how I have made it up to date. __________________________________ This story is like it says just above "the story of my life" everything in this book is real. The only exception is the names. Don't copy or steal my book, I would love to know if my book inspired you but I will not tolerate people who steal my book. Hope you enjoy. Thank you @da_queen_writer