I picked up my keys and my bag and sped out of my house. I simply couldn't handle it. I was going to leave.
My father was a raging alcoholic and my mother… Well, we don't know exactly what happened to her. Dad and I used to think she’d simply decided she couldn't be a parent and left.
So I was leaving Dad. Because he had done something that in my book is unforgivable.
I slammed the door to my green Volkswagen Bus and hastily started the engine. I could hear him screaming at me.
“GIRL YOU BETTER NOT BE LEAVING!”
Yes Dad, I'm leaving you like everyone else does. Sorry, not sorry.
I pulled out of the driveway and sped down the street much faster than the speed limit, but I knew what I'd do if I got pulled over; tell the cop exactly what was going on.
Dad would be in prison. For life, hopefully.
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Tin Can
Teen FictionOlive's life is brutally interrupted with one simple action that pushes her over the edge. When she's sent to a mental institution, she meets a set of wonderful, misunderstood outcasts with varying mental illnesses who help her overcome her own.
