(Age 9)
"Andy! I want ice-cream."
"Oh you do now, huh?"
She giggled.
"Yeah."
"And what exactly do you want me to do about it?"
"Anderson. Just take her out for ice cream. She'll annoy me all night if you don't"
"Fine, bossy Blaze."
I laughed.
"Just get out you jerk."
And so he did.
He was just supposed to take Emma for ice cream.
"Mom, why are you crying?"
They never came home.
They never would.
(Age 13)
"Just get out of here."
"No one likes you."
"Why are you still here?"
"No one would care if you disappeared."
"Just go die already."
"Just leave."
And so she did.
She walked out of class.
She left the school.
She left the town.
She left the state.
She killed the person she was.
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Bad Kids Don't Wear Sequins
Teen FictionAn old town An old face A new person Blaze's life tends to be a series of unfortunate events. One of them drove her out of that place One brought her back there One ruined her childhood One ruined her family One killed the person she was One chan...
