chealsea

chealsea

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Last published Sun, Apr 7, 2024

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Chelsea, a teenager who at tender age lost her parent to a ghastly motor accident, walks her way into survival in a real world. Story Description: P.O.V ********************************** Chelsea's pov: I listened as aunty Kathy and her husband Evan, argued with on how much they are to pay if they took me to a hospital due to his carelessness. I stopped listening and took my eyes off the door to my room for a moment, deciding to just look around but I found myself looking at the ceiling of my room feeling void of any other emotion other than hopelessness and disgust. The door to my room suddenly bursts open and in comes my beloved aunt, Kathy and her husband; Mr. Evan Hansen (Note the sarcasm) looking furious. I was sore all over and couldn't move without feeling immense pain everywhere. "You!" She pointed at me with her eyes blazing with anger and cruelty. Making me visibly flinch from the dark wicked aura she gave off. "You are an ungrateful worthless piece of trash!" Aunty Kathy yelled. "This is the second time my poor son had to waste his energy on punishing you. Can't you do a single task properly huh? We didn't keep you and that lousy brat around to have you repay us in this manner!" she wailed a little out of control, as she jumps at me. ************************************************************************** After the death of her parents, Chelsea Reyson's life went from perfectly peaceful, to horribly disgusting. She and her little brother were under the custody of their paternal aunt and her husband, who introduced a 12 year old Chelsea into the world of maltreatment and slavery. She had always wanted a simple life. But now all her dreams have been shattered.

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