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I was driving very fast. I just wanted to ran away from my worries and tears.Tears were falling in my lap continuously. Why? My life was perfect. Then why did it happened? I hate dad. I hate myself. I hate every memory that's related to dad.
I was finally here!! Peter.b hospital. I done the paper work and called Emily. She was my best friend. I shared every thing with her. I told her everything.I was happy to hear that she had a house. It was of her Aunt's. She was now living in Africa and said to Emily that if she wants to use it she can.
''Are you ready mom?''
''H-u'' she nodded.
The house was nice.It was not so old. Mom also liked it. You guys can see it all!!
The outside
The kitchen
Mom's room
My room
And the living room.
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*Author's note*
THE PIC IS MY FRIEND: EMILY
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