To Be Honest

To Be Honest

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Redo of Miss Popularity :D same content! At that moment, as I was in the middle of my mid-life crisis, my parents walked into the reception office. My father had his arms folded in front of him and my mother had a grin spread across her face. She gave me a 'thumbs up' and motioned kicking a ball and a crowd cheering. She was wearing striped skins with a large print saying 'My daughter kicks balls!' with the word 'butt' scribbled out before 'balls'. Oh my god. I mentally face palmed. She winked at me before following my father through the office doorway. Oh yeah... I thought. They still didn't know.
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"Dad!" I yell as I walk into the house. I'm greeted by nothing, except silence. My dad is rarely home, I don't know what I am expecting. Ever since my mom died, he's been nothing but distant with me. I mean, he was always distant, even before mom passed, but before, I thought that he just didn't care about me, now... I know he doesn't. ********** "Hello?" I say through the phone, grabbing a cloth, running it through the faucet, and pressing it against my knee. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" I hear a chorus of people yelling through the crackly phone. I start to laugh. ******** My mom had died. My dad is an alcoholic that doesn't care about me. I have three best friends. One new friend (Who's a bartender/stripper/lesbian). A great job as a DJ at this amazing club. And a whole new idea to get away from my dad and stop holding on to the past. ********** "It called and emancipation," she said through the phone, laughing, knowing that I was anxious. What the HELL is emancipation!? How can it get me away from my dad!? ******** Then I meet him.

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