My Angel In Black

My Angel In Black

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Oct 3, 2015
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Fantasy
Heather Ross Keltes is my name and I'm 16 so let's just get to it my dad died and my mom turned to begin a abusive druggy who sleeps with everything that has a dick. let's face it I self harm i have one friend who understands me I'm bullied at home and school for being the emo are the worthless piece of shit for a daughter I have tried to commit suicide so many times but something always stops me. then a hot new boy pops out of no where and he insists on helping me I don't understand but I feel connected to him and after awhile i fall for him and let's just say he did the same but literally he fell from the sky to protect me.
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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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