Dance shoes

Dance shoes

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The neighbors music was blaring from the bratty teen's 4th new car. It was 4:30 and I had to wake up in 2 hours. I heard slam of a door and some one marching downstairs. I quickly grabbed my jacket and scrambled downstairs to see since my room only had a window to the back of the house. It was my mother. Her her was short, dark brown, and so straight it looked like she had fixed it up before she got here.her brown eyes harshly stared at the neighbours then me. "Get into your room Mara!" She demanded. Without a second thought I headed inside. It was dark and since we had only been here a month I hadn't gotten used to it. I tripped over a few unexpected steps trying to get upstairs. As soon as I got into the covers you heard yelling outside "just on time" I whispered to myself. It was 4:45 and that was usually when someone yells at the neighbors. I try to get some sleep. •••
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"What you expect of me isn't me! When will you get that through your think ass head?!" I screamed and slammed the front door. I was tired of her. She cheated on my dad and screw up my life. It feels like only yesterday when I found her dead body hanging from a tree and my dad on the run. Where's my brothers- "Oh my god- JAKOB! HUNTER!" I yelled through out the place I once called my house. Home was never with my family. Now not even my friends will listen to me. Now just to find safety.....

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