Definition Of Lucky!

Definition Of Lucky!

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"Your present depended on your past and your future depends on your present.Make wise decisions." -[[My very own quote.]] Meet Alexa Mercery.She was the stereotypical teenage hipster.She loved Starbucks and deep quotes she found on Tumblr. (Alexa:Haha, real funny.) (Me:Ok Ignore her.) So anyways,She was at her wits end.Her brother,Damion,was diagnosed with cancer.And he was all she had.Her parents left them.Every single person who adopted them, were abusive.They ran away at the age of 9 and 13 respectively.(Damion is older.)They barely made it through each month by living in the streets or by renting a small rundown motel room.They got money by either begging or by selling cutesy stuff like bows.Their lives were the definition of 'shitty'. (Alexa+Damion:Hey!) (Me:*Rolls eyes*Its the truth.) She ran away from reality using..Music and Arts. She was praying for a miracle.And when you wish hard enough,your wish'll come true.And it did.Read on to join Alexa on her road to their happiness.
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"Mom, not today. I don't even know why you're making me go. Today is dads..." I didn't want to finish and remind her of dads' birthday. My phone kept ringing, I already knew it was Dakota, he's my childhood best friend. "Just take your brother to school, please!" She exclaimed. She looked miserable. I shut the door and smelled the freshly cut grass. I smiled to myself knowing it was my dad's favorite smell. "Alexandria! We're gonna be late, can you stop daydreaming and get in the car." My brother, Cory hollered. He hates to think about dad. He just forgets. I Jeep Wrangler and I started the car, Cory rolled down his windows. "Are we sitting together at lunch today?" Cory asked me. "No I want you to sit with your friends, I'll be alright alone." I told him. "Alright Alex, believe it or not I actually love you. And I love you enough to tell you, you need friends." He admitted. "Have fun. Love you too, Corky." I laughed at the name I gave him when I was a kid. He smiled at me then left into the school. I went on to go to a flower shop. I stopped and got out. I walked in the shop. "Ally, do you have my order, the cars running?" I asked Ally. "Yeah Alex, I have it. Your order for 1 dozen Chocolate Cosmos, 2 dozen Daises, and 1 dozen yellow Roses." "Thanks Ally." I grabbed all the flowers then ran back to the car. I drove to the grave. I threw all my stuff into my bag. I grabbed the flowers and I pulled my bag over my shoulder and got out. I looked around and saw people young and old coming here to see their loved ones. I saw my families graves. Almost my whole family will be buried here. My grandpa always said it was sacred. I put the Cosmos on my dad's grave. The Daises on my grandmothers and the Roses on my grandpas. I talked and talked to them till I pull my pack of cigarettes out of my bag along with a lighter. I put the cancer stick in my mouth and lit it. "You guys are probably really mad right now. Blame peer pressure in 9th grade."

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