In Love With A Emo Stranger?

In Love With A Emo Stranger?

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Ok. Ok. Ok. You might be a little confused? But what starts off is that I'm a fourteen your old girl. I live with my parents and we have a easy, kinda fun life. Until one day, a emo freak had to walk on my porch steps and ask to stay here. Oh course I didn't know about his past and other stuff that happened, I really didn't care. But my parents took him in, so he's kinda my brother? No! He's just a stranger living in my freaking house. He could do anything! He could steal, he could throw secret parties, bring sluts or whores, and damage my relationship with everyone I love. But of course I won't let that happen. But I did let something happen. I fell in love with a emo stranger.
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I watched as my dad threw the bottle of beer at my mom, paralyzed. I watched the broken glass seeped into her skin deeper and deeper. I'm helpless. I watched him call her a slut. I watched him turn around to here him say I'm worthless. My eyes flicked back to my mom, only to see her pass out. _____________________________________This went on for years before he left my mum and 13 year old me. I have so many scars. Mentally and physically. It wasn't just this. Oh no, fate couldn't throw enough shit at me. They had to throw in one of my best friends dying in a car crash. The they were just like,'Eh, what the hell! Let's make her other friend leave her for the popular sluts!'. This was my life for 16 years. They bullied me. In every way possible. It started getting better. I moved to Britain. I made 5 new friends. Even more after that. My old self came back. There were a few bumps along the road. But it all got better. This was my life. This is Annabelle Yaw's story.

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