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Hi, my name is Dana
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 3.4 with 5 vote(s)
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| Created: 2007-06-05 19:43:39 |
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"What else do you want from me mom". I asked now angry? She just looked at me with fire in her eyes." I dont want nothing from you, but to stop doing what you do", She answered back. I looked away when my mom was this angry she would throw things because she was drunk. She always had a drinking problem no one never told her not even my step dad.
My real dad had dead from being shot to death in war which was held in Iraq. " You look at me girl now", my mom said. She then throw a bottle that was half empty at me. I blocked the shoot so it wouldn't spill on my pink shirt. This life is to much drama for me i thought.
Why can't i be like Serea. Serea was a A student also my best friend her life was full of drama but not like mine. I mean her family is great they give her any thing feed her what ever and let her go where ever. Serea can go to miami with out her parents on her tail. I can't even go to school with out my step dad on mine. And I haven't told any one, but here and now he checks me out.
" Look at me now Dana Maria Jones", my mom said interupting my thoughts. I looked at my mom. The women with the ugly wig on half dressed women the one with redness in her eyes the lady who gave birth to me Dana Maria Jones.
When I came back from school it was only a little pass 4 0. I entered the now peaceful house with no one yelling at each other. I walked into the kitchen when I heard the voice. " You late girl it said. I looked in the living room to see. Pat my step dad. "I'm not late I always come home this time i said back. This was the 1st time Pat was here when I made it. He got up and walked over to me. " You know you being to be a big girl", he said.
And starting to get to the point where you can do any thing", he said after. I knew what he was up to. I moved back. Pat reached for his pants and unbutton them. He pulled out something that I wasn't ready to see. I looked at it with an  . " What's wrong you never seen one before", He asked. I looked away from him in horror. " Mom i yelled trying to run for the stairs. He caught me.
" She's not here remember. He took me by the hair. I tryed to get away,But then Pat pulled harder." Let me go ",I demaded. But Pat refused. He then pulled my pants down. " No I yelled. I managed to kick him in the face. " Ow you little Bit*h he said. I grabed my pant and ran up the stairs soon in my room I put them back on. "Open this door now Pat said. He banged and banged until he got it open.
When he walked in I wasnt in there. He looked in my closet. " This is my chance I thought I was behind my door. And I ran, but didnt reach it. No I yelled as Pat Punched me in the back. I fell Face first into the hard wooden floor. I was then hurting with pain .Blood was on the floor I knew I had busted my lip. You little s*ut Pat said as he dragged me by the feet in to my room. " I'ma teach you never to hit me in you life again. No Pat please I begged. Pat didn't listen all he wanted to to was show me never to hit him again.
Pat locked my door. He came over to me. Who was now on the floor crying with pain tears that was hotter then the other." Oh what wrong do you hurt Pat asked making a baby face at me. No I thought, but your about to. I punched Pat with all my might in the face. And ran for my door.
I unlocked it and headed for down stairs. I was almost at the front door when I heared it BANG I looked back to see Pat holding a gun. Oh no. I ran out the front door. BANG. He shot me in the arm. I made it outside but the pain hurted so bad. I Ran to my next door neighbor house The Dawsons. I knocked betting the door with a beat of crying out help. Then someone opened the door it was Devin. He let me in. I was bleeding harder now. " Dana what the hel* happened he asked looking at my arm. he was then joined by his mom and dad. " Oh my god where is lola asked Mrs' Dawson.Lola was my mom. But I couldn't answer any questions because the pain took over
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When the police came they found Pat in the house under my bed. It turned out my mom was in on it to both where put in jail for a long time. I then had to stay with the Dawson. I got more closer to Devin then you know it. We went to the same college got married. His parents where proud. And even though my mom and Pat was out now from 7 years of being in jail. I really didn't care all I cared about was Devin my husband and my new born twins Malcom and Janny.
There will be a sequel to it call Our new life together |
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