Memory's // Taylor Caniff

Memory's // Taylor Caniff

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You was sitting in your car, in front of a abandoned house that you once called home. You was playing with the little sliver key in your hand. It was taking everything you had to not drive away. But slowly you turned off the ignition. Killing the car. You grabbed your suit case out of the back and slowly walked up the sidewalk path to the front door. The grass was over grown. The plants that once looked so alive were now dead, barley able to be seen. The once bright tan house, was now dark and dim. Once you made it to the front door memory's started to flood your mind. "I don't understand why you have to go." "Its my parents Taylor, If I could stay, you know I would." "I know, but i'm going to miss you, my best friend is leaving me." "Don't worry, Ill be back, someday."
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I waited by the window watching for the headlights of a car pull in the drive. They finally shone in the window pane, I sighed and hopped down off my windowsill. I heard the front door shuffle open and feet stumble through the door. My heart began beating faster with every step that the drunk bastard made. "Where are you, you fat bitch? Get down here now! I aint gonna fucking wait for you, sleaze ass." My cheeks burned red. I wanted to jump out of the window and fall to my death. Tears rolled down my face as my father kept calling me names. I heard footsteps pounding and shuffling up the stairs.I opened the window and sat on the sill. I let my feet and legs dangle over the side, I looked down at the ground. The drop would be long but not fatal, I closed my eyes and took deep breaths. "One...two-" Hi my name is Lena Decker I am an 18 year old girl. My mother died a few years ago, my dad became a junkie and also became extremely abusive. I meet someone very special. Read on to learn.

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