You have holes in your head
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Dernière publication mer., juil. 27, 2016
When I got home, I try to run straight to my room. Trying to quickly pry my shoes off, I stumble to the floor. Cursing under my breath. Dean comes in the room ,
" Are you okay there kiddo?"
" Yeah, you know me, the clumsy one of the family", he just chuckles. I try to get away from the conversation as fast as possible, and try to maybe hide in my room forever.
But alas, my plan fails. And dad comes into the room, you can tell his eyes are puffy and red, like he's been crying for a while. And that's a sore sight to see.
"Ashlyn we need to talk........."
That's when when my heart starts to pound again, and it feels like it's about to burst right out of my chest onto the floor.
I know this isn't going to be good.
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