The Memory Book

The Memory Book

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This is my entry for The young Writers Prize Short Story competition for 13-to-17-year-olds. If you don't know what that is, I can tell you it is a competition for 13-to-17-year-olds, whom each competitor write a short story with the theme REBELLION and post here on wattpad with the tag youngwritersshortstory. Then people get to vote for their favorite stories and some judges pick out a winner. That means; If you like my short story, please vote for it! (and if you don't like it, please let me know what's bad so I can improve and become a better writer) *** A book, some memories and an ending. A memory book that suddenly ends. Friend and boyfriend.
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"Dad!" I yell as I walk into the house. I'm greeted by nothing, except silence. My dad is rarely home, I don't know what I am expecting. Ever since my mom died, he's been nothing but distant with me. I mean, he was always distant, even before mom passed, but before, I thought that he just didn't care about me, now... I know he doesn't. ********** "Hello?" I say through the phone, grabbing a cloth, running it through the faucet, and pressing it against my knee. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" I hear a chorus of people yelling through the crackly phone. I start to laugh. ******** My mom had died. My dad is an alcoholic that doesn't care about me. I have three best friends. One new friend (Who's a bartender/stripper/lesbian). A great job as a DJ at this amazing club. And a whole new idea to get away from my dad and stop holding on to the past. ********** "It called and emancipation," she said through the phone, laughing, knowing that I was anxious. What the HELL is emancipation!? How can it get me away from my dad!? ******** Then I meet him.

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