She's Got Moxie In Her

She's Got Moxie In Her

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I don't normally do shit like this. Writing down my feelings is weird to me... you never know who's watching. I was enrolled into this program by my old school to talk to a counselor every month and "write what I'm thinking"... so you know what? Fine. I'll write exactly how I fucking feel. I can't stand my mom. I mean... *scribbles* that's not true. I love her, I just hate where I am in life because of her. Everyone praising her every time they see me and mentioning how much I look like her... how much they want me to be like her... Why did I have to be born? Why did she have to be famous? Why do I have to carry her fucking legacy? It's not my problem that she's the most famous female boxer in current history. Sunset always tells me that I can do what I want. WE can do what we want. It's our life... so why does it feel like even when I do, SHE'S breathing down my fucking neck? *scribbles* I've never said this to her and I don't plan to so I'll say it here. Mom, I don't fucking care about your status. I don't care that you're everyone's damn savior. I just want to live my fucking life. I don't even want to be a fucking boxer. There. I said it.
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"I already killed your mother, Cam." As the words left my enemy's mouth like a mocking sneer, I growled under my breath at the mention of my old name. Memories started to boil up that I had been wanting to squash deep into my heart. Bad memories. "As you can guess, I'm here to finish the job." He continued with that ever-present sinister smirk on his face. And in that moment, a sudden burst of confidence just appeared within me. Or blatant stupidity. 'I'll take either one.' I silently admitted to myself. I rolled my eyes at his so-called 'threat', not really intimidated in the least. "Yeah, like that went so well the first time. The first time, you fucked up enough to get caught by the police." I pointed out. "The second time, your grown-ass men got their asses handed to them by two teenagers." I snorted at him. "Your odds aren't looking too good here, Berti." ~•~ Losing her father? Lovely. Getting in a car accident with her aunt, uncle, and cousin and being the sole survivor? Fantastic. Losing her mother because a deranged psychopath holds a grudge even better than The Grinch? Amazing. Being ostracized from her own family save from her paternal grandparents, and getting the blame for her mother's death? Cherry on top of the cake. Having to make sure three idiotic twats don't get themselves killed because they couldn't mind their own bloody business? Bloody hell, that's an entire ice cream cake with ten pounds of gummy bears. ~•~ Join Grace Stanton as she faces her demons and the demons of her past all while trying not to commit murder against her three new friends. Fun times. (First book in the Gilded series) ~•~ [#1 Streetracer - 4/21/21] [#1 Gangs - 9/16/21] [#1 Boxer - 9/12/21] [#1 Fighter - 12/11/21] [#2 Boxing - 9/3/21] [#1 Girlpower - 2/12/21]

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