~*Stella*~
I looked at Alf and smiled. “Well, I can tell you if you want!” I grinned, and I began a summery of, well, my life!
~*Age 9*~
“What? We’re moving?” I asked my parents.
“That’s right dear.” My mom said.
“So, I have to start in a new school?” I asked a bit sad.
“I’m sorry, I know you don’t want to move.” My dad said with sad eyes. I smiled at him.
“But you got a new job, and it pays more so you can take care of us easier!” I pointed out.
“That’s right.” He messed my hair up. “That’s my Stella. Always look on the bright side.” So the following week we moved, and found a nice house. It was going really well.
~*Age 16*~
Dad had been working more and more lately. I grew closer to mom because of it. But still, I was a daddy’s girl at heart. So when he did come home, It was an awesome feeling. “What’s on you’re white coat daddy?” I asked him. It was red, and a little spattery.
“Oh it’s nothing, I just got dirty at work is all.” He smiled.
“Oh, alrighty! What do you do again?” I asked.
“I help people.” He said.
“Kind of like a doctor?” I asked.
“That’s right.” He chuckled. And we ate dinner as a family. A few days later, grandma passed away. We had to go to a funeral for her. And I looked around. There were lots of people in black, and I started to feel a little sick. I suddenly felt an overwhelming feeling of sadness, and it was like everything was getting poured into me from everyone else in the room. I started sobbing, and then I passed out after what felt like my head had exploded.
~*A few months later*~
I met a girl today, she looked tired, and dirty. She tried stealing an apple, and I stopped her, and paid for it. I took her home with me, since she told me she had no where to go, and I felt bad. Jenny stayed with us for a little while, but daddy didn’t like her much. He said she was trouble.
“I don’t want you around her, she’s dangerous so stay away from her, she’s no longer welcome in this house!” He said after we had a small fight about her staying. So she left, but we continued to talk. I didn’t care, she was like the big sister I never had. I was taken out of school, because of all the times I would pass out, and then got transferred to a new school, and Jenny even enrolled. I called her Jenjen though, I thought it sounded cuter. Sometimes she liked it, sometimes she didn’t. I never asked about her past, she never wanted to talk about it. I didn’t tell Alf that part though, I would wait until Jenny wasn’t around.
“And that’s pretty much everything!” I smiled at Alf. “Dad works a lot, and he’s a doctor! Mom stays at home, and is just kind of there.” I grinned.
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Evil evil dad...
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