BUMPING INTO THE BADBOY

BUMPING INTO THE BADBOY

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ugggggghhhhhh I yelled out when my sister was trying to wake me up see I'm really not a morning person but hey who is anyways my name is krislin bit my friends call me Kris.I live in miami Florida I'm 16 and I'm in the 11th grade see I'm the type of person that honestly don't give a cheap and doesn't care health other people think of me if you got a problem then throw them hands up and let's see.what you about okay getting off topic it was a Monday morning and in the middle of December and it was really freaking cold outside so,I got out of bed and went to the restroom I quickly turned on,the water and took,a shower I threw on some sweats and a tank top with my white boots and a scarf I quickly grabbed my phone and made my way downstairs when I got to the last step I looked around usually my mother would be up by now but sometimes she goes to work early I went into the kitchen and found a note taped on the refrigerator and read it said that
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Time was standing annoyingly still and I think I may have forgotten how to properly breathe. "Panda you have to come sit down pacing is not going to-" pushing my hand out I stopped him from saying anything. I stopped him from confirming the knowledge that there is nothing I can do to make this better. I pulled at my hair ripping a couple of strands out in the process. I hated the white walls and fluorescent lights that adorned this place. The squeaky sound that could be heard whenever anyone walked and right now I was causing a lot of squeaking. The strong smell of disinfectant burning my nose but none of it matter right now not any of it. "Where is he?" I heard the voice and my blood immediately started to boil. "You did this" was the last thing I said before I flew and was on top of his mom hitting her wildly. So much for not liking confrontation.

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