Mettation X Donald Trump

Mettation X Donald Trump

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sat, Jan 30, 2016<5 mins
Like any other story it starts here, It was in the mid- 2016 like any other morning there was hoes talking pictures of them self's. Trump the man that had confidences, though that he will become the next president. As he was counting his money he heard a loud scream, "Ahhhh" he was startled by this noise, so like any other pussy he ran and scream for this mother. "Mama! Mama! MOMMY!" Then at that moment he released this mother was died. Trump looked at the ground saddened, then out of no where his mother the one he was calling for came flowing out of the urinal. "Who dares call my name" said the ghost of his mother, "MOMMY THERE WAS A LOUD SCREAM AND I THINK IT WAS THE DRUG DEALERS THAT SAID THEY WILL GO FOR A SHRINKAGE ON ME!" his disappoint mother looked a him with a saddened grin "see this why you'll get married" trump knew that was true but he didn't think his mother would say such words. "Well find I'll go out there and get a SHRINKAGE from those drug dealers"
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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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