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ored black suits, mini microphones h
trying to process the last six hours of my life, and so
was nothing. New York was proba
u
one, hoping it was
New York City, Ama Wellingt
so hard that my phone nea
men were gone. Like t
fuck..." I
*
f this was coming. I'd only known the r
ndrops lashed the roofs of buildings in Boston
, trying to slip past the livi
actly are you
ce stopped me from behind-
something from the store d
aking the car
de and..." I tried to exp
that car? The same car that broke down because of you.
" I whispered, but my
a! You are good for nothing!" I could see the r
STOP IT!" I
s became a graveyard, and the raindro
a normal life; you're never in support of me getting a job. You've always seen me as a failu
nd his eyes widened. This was the first time I had
y twenty-three years of living, I've long
m not your father," he s
e room erupted
irection of the voice, it was my mot
, I'm fed up. Don't you think it's tim
t tr
ollapsed to the ground in tears and angui
g? What are you saying? I am your daughter. Why did you
r head, signalling to my
I whi
ather is evil. You are carrying the blood of a killer, not my blood."
a support to cove
t. I lifted my gaze, and his han
. Her eyes poured out tears and her mouth
as I stormed ou
g, r
rded, calli
, Em
ow are you?"
place for a while? I'm co
fine? You sound upset. Yo
would explain when I get there. See
the box. My chest tightened as I remembered
he makes up lies that I am not his daugh
ngs: my personal diary, my medic
to myself to prove him wrong. I grabbed my
rying to protect you," My mother kept b
from what?
pushed open the main door, and the r
decision I was about to take, as I made m
*
w York and found a vacant seat by th
e the rig
i
lia: Hey girl,
u arrive in New
edications, and tried to push away t
n those walls of chaos and p
accounting firm one day. My supposed f
smile grew on my face. I wasn't running away from that life; I
. "Good evening, ladies and gent
d nothing to hold onto but the hope that it
o a stop. I pull
k me up. I'm at
my way, she re
nce - brighter, louder, faster than anything Bosto
y direction, suitcases dragged against the floor, phones presse
'm so
thank you-
aring into the crowd before I cou
ard the entrance, a bright smile tu
ity. My ne

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