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My Year with Grandma

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Reads 3,093
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Parts 35
Time 5h 22m

I have been getting into trouble often over the last year and Mom had hit her breaking point.  When faced with the choice between a state-run boarding school for troubled teens or my grandma, Mom chose what she called 'the lesser of the two evils'.   Grandma. 
Did that imply, Grandma was evil?  Is that why I hadn't met her before or why Mom never once ever mentioned her?  Unfortunately, I was about to find out. It would be a year that I will Never Forget!




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The Way She Makes Me Feel by Sappy_sapphic_

"I- I'm not going home" I state, stopping in my path before she follows me all the way to grandma's house. "No shit, Sherlock" she bobs her head with each word but gives me a smile- she's so charming and she doesn't even have to try- but god, I'm sure she's never been told no, "take me with you?" She says it like a question but I can tell it's a statement. "It's just my grandparents house and-" "Okay" she shrugs, "again, take me with you"- this time it's not a question sounding statement, it's an order. "Have you never been told no before?" "No, and I'm not starting now". "Okay..." I slowly nod, "come on... I guess". "Doing what I say already- good girl" she smiles- and then she hops ahead of me like it's nothing- and like she knows exactly where she's going. "Come on bunny socks!" She yells over her shoulder. God this girl is gonna- She's gonna drive me insane.

This is my truth by KristinaFigolah

My life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she writes like me, from inside of me. She is me. This girl that I've been in love with since time first existed, is indeed me. The way that she walks. With her hands... and how she talks? The hearts that she's captured, the souls that she has inspired. I'm now trying to be her. I've never felt that I was good enough to actually be myself!!! I always knew how pure and clear and free I was inside. But people told me otherwise, in a very cruel way. No one ever spared my feelings or thought to speak to me with kindness or love. My parents were very serious and strict people. They believed that there was only 1 way to act and inside I knew that I did NOT fit in the parameters of the behavior expected of me. And every single time I made my Step Daddy sigh or frown it felt like I knife in my heart. I was a let down. Always too loud. Always moving too much. Always too fat and always too ugly. Always too much. Unless I sat quietly. But I've always been a firecracker and all of that containment really made me want to blow off! All of what was inside of me, swirling and dividing in me. Burying the side of me that I loved the most! I was a bastard and a blasphemy. Harsh words for a girl of 3. They said them when they baptized me.

Safe from Scars (COMPLETE) by acvrson

"Mommy?" I looked up from her arms and into her smile. "Yes, my little light?" She replied back, with a curious grin. Nothing but love, gentleness, and kind warmth on her sweet face. Six year old me stared into her glistening eyes. Eyes that could melt glaciers. Those eyes. "What is it my love?" She questioned again with an angelic smile. That damn smile. The sudden breeze pushed the windows to slam open against the walls, as the curtains flew up and the rose candle was blown out. The night crept in, invading my bedroom. My mother gasped with a frightened jump and called out my name. Frantically, she flipped the bedside lamp on when she heard no reply. Panic washed over her face as she kneeled beside her sweet little girl, now covered in a blood stained night gown, black eye and bloody lip. "Why did you let him hurt me, mommy?" My mother gasped and fell back onto her hands. Terrified, she stood and with no hesitation, made a dash for the door, leaving her baby girl in the dark corner. Her panicked attempt to leave the room came to a complete stop as she came to face the full length mirror. She stared back in horror, only it wasn't her looking back at her reflection. It was me -Kali emerges from her past that has left every piece of her in ruins. Her life was left shattered into a million pieces. With intentions of starting a new life, she feels like her past will never let her go. When starting over doesn't promise a new start, Kali's life is thrusted in and out of place.

Sugar High by bindger12

I have always been a planner. Never the girl to leap before look at the drop. The type to have a plan and then a back up plan for that first one. However, when I stormed up the stairs of Daniel's house ready to give him an earful I didn't have a plan. I didn't have a plan for what to do when he wasn't sitting at his corner desk. I didn't plan on going over to that desk and looking through his things. I didn't plan on opening up his science textbook. Didn't plan on seeing the large cut out in the center of all the pages. Didn't plan on switching out the white powdery drugs for the sugar from fake sugar baby that we got for health class. That is my story and I plan on sticking with it. However, the mafia chasing after me might not understand that it was all a tiny misunderstanding. Warnings: Violence and Drugs

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"I, Dawn don't deserve to be the dawn, I could never bright people's lives. But she, Dusk can." Dawn and Dusk never happens together, even though both made by the Sun, always the moonlight shines between them. No matter how much admire them eachother, even their fates are against them. How can the baddest boy in the classroom fall for the most innocent girl who used to get bullied everyday. "I know we are the opposite. But I saw me from her..." "Dusk, It's beautiful right?" "But it brings darkness..." "Can be the opposite too."

The Best Kept Secret! by writersosa

They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?

Family Comes First by CRAZY40429

Being alone? Check. Being afraid? Check. Being abused? Check times 3. Honestly, my life wasn't this bad before, not until I ended in foster care... SIKE! My life was always bad. From the moment I was born, I lived with an abusive father who blamed me for my mother's death, and even I couldn't disagree with him. Here are a few questions I am constantly asked: 'Do I do well in school?' No, are you kidding me? The only subject I'm good at is Visual Arts. 'Do I have a kind and caring family?' No, I don't think I do. 'Do I have anyone who cares about me?' No, I'm a loner and socially awkward. 'Do I have privileges?' No, if you haven't understood the message yet, I live in an abusive household. Now, you might ask if there are any questions the answer is yes. I'll give you some. 'Do I want to die?' Yes, I sometimes do. 'Do I feel alone in this world?' Yes, always. 'Do I get a beating every day?' Yes. *** This is Amara Williams, a 13 year-old with average grades and no friends. What happens when her only guardian, her dad, is dead? What happens when she finds out that she has five older brothers who are not only strict and demanding, but also protective assholes? More importantly, what happens when she finds out that she was taught lies from the moment she was born? Follow Amara as she digs deeper into her family history, uncovering the secrets and discovering the lies. ___ ⚠️ Trigger Warning ⚠️ There will be mentions of abuse, r@pe, self harm, death, and many other dark themes. I have given a warning now, and I will give a TW in each chapter when reading for safety reasons. However, I want all of my readers to know what to expect so that they can decided for themselves if they want to read. Read at your own discretion! ____ Highest Rankings: #1 in Rules: Oct. 18. 2020 #1 in Truth: Jan. 16. 2021 #1 in Alcohol: Jun. 18. 2021

тнє ωιѕнвσηєѕ by RiverAmoryLunar

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Drop of Affection by Incinaz20014

Reis Ali ----------------------- every drop that fallen that day something in me spoke.Faster, stronger my awareness kick in.Got to save her no matter what. I will lose what I have if I open up.Maybe I can admire her from far.Look out her like the way she says it "Like a brother" nothing more. Dani Ahmmed ------------------------ He is not for me I knew it from day one. So, I blocked everything deep where no one can find it not even me. Smile everythimg will be alright. "Past doesn't matter future does", is what my brain says amd my heart believes.

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The Way She Makes Me Feel

"I- I'm not going home" I state, stopping in my path before she follows me all the way to grandma's house. "No shit, Sherlock" she bobs her head with each word but gives me a smile- she's so charming and she doesn't even have to try- but god, I'm sure she's never been told no, "take me with you?" She says it like a question but I can tell it's a statement. "It's just my grandparents house and-" "Okay" she shrugs, "again, take me with you"- this time it's not a question sounding statement, it's an order. "Have you never been told no before?" "No, and I'm not starting now". "Okay..." I slowly nod, "come on... I guess". "Doing what I say already- good girl" she smiles- and then she hops ahead of me like it's nothing- and like she knows exactly where she's going. "Come on bunny socks!" She yells over her shoulder. God this girl is gonna- She's gonna drive me insane.