The Angels Daughter

The Angels Daughter

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I act sweet but inside I want to yell until everything falls off the end of the world.I don't care if people make me mad I just care if my reputation as a sweet girl is still there.I love my dad and sometime people piss me off.I live up in the clouds all white and beautiful.
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Even if I am a billionaire now, mom and I usually talk but dad is still hard on me. He didn't want me living away from home at the age of twenty five, and wasting away my money to some girl or women who only wanted my fame, fortune but not the real me, as what he always say, the last time he talked to me, which was five years ago. But I liked the attention, the fake loves or smiles, but it changed when I swerved my car down an alley and saw a girl walking, swaying like she's drunk or didn't care what happens to her. I almost hit her and shouted pulling down my car window, but she isn't budging. Oh, my God, is she dead or did I hit her? I looked outside and I think it's okay to get out of the dark street.

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