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Growing up.
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Ongoing, First published Jun 08, 2013
~*~*~*~This is kind of based off of Peter Pan but, its my version.~*~*~*~

"Get in." He said letting the convertible top of his car down.
"Gwendolyn Angela Darling! You get yourself back here right now young lady!" My 'father' yelled from behind me. I turn around and smirk at him.
"I'll send a postcard when 'I grow up!'" I said as i flip my golden hair behind my shoulder and jump into the car.
"Wendy! Honey please!" my mother said between sobs. My heart clenched as i look over at Pete.
"Drive." I whisper as a stray tear falls down my cheek. He looks at me and smirks as he reves up the engine. His tires sqeal as we zoom down the street, leaving the loud curses from my father and sobs from mother behind us. He leans over to turns on the radio and he gives me a heart stopping smile.
"W-Where are we headed?" i ask breathlessly
"Second street to the right and straight on till Morning Avenue"

Blah Blah Blah, im bad with these things....
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As I see my mom walk out the door I look at my dad smiling at me. The way he smiled at me made realize how afraid he was. I glance at him and give him a fake smile before he comes up to me and gives me a hug. The warmth of his body was reassuring but I feel the tears start to come down his face. I didn't want to lose him......ever. My dad Kevin who always is there by my side needed me there for him I glance at him and smile and he kisses my cheek. He whispers "Everything...will be alright." I wasn't quite sure what he meant but I nod my head. He lets go of me and looks at me before he turns away he says "I will be in my room if you need anything, okay princess?" In a quiet tone I respond with an okay. I recall my mom saying before she left to me " I love you Samantha." It just replays and replays in my head "I love you Samantha." I am shocked out of my thinking when I hear a loud smash and the sound of glass breaking from my dads bedroom. ---------------------------------- COMPLETED (I DID WRITE THIS BOOK AWHILE AGO, NOT EDITED SO PROBABLY MANY GRAMMAR MISTAKES)