what am I doing? why am I still here... am I real? is this place real?
candy is suddenly interrupted by a knock "YES?"
"mom said to come and wash your dishes." she rolls her eyes "ok."
maybe if I hurry up I'll be able to sleep.
candy walks towards the kitchen clenching her fist and looking uninterested she rolls her sleeves and starts washing
"I DON'T KNOW!!"
"don't you raise your voice at me."
"well you were the - slapp - don't talk back at me Abigail. I am warning you I'm losing my patience"
she scoffs. I lost mine a long time ago.
"wanna tell me why your laughing?" mother says "....."
"Candy, answer the fucking question.!"
"sorry... I wasn't laughing mother that's why I didn't answer."
"fucking calling me a liar, is that it."
scoffing "no. but it came out of your mouth so maybe you are."
"ohhhhh i see you wanna start on that now don't you? alright-"
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laying in bed candy thinks about school again.
I got out just to get back in. fucking mother...guilt tripping me once again. I'm really a good for nothing aren't \I?.
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Maybe you are.
Non-FictionI'm special and I know that. but even if I know my worth and, love my self, respect myself, It doesn't mean I'm doing fine. It's finish, and not!! every chapter is different!! you don't need to read all of it to understand!! can be read as a stand...
