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Dejectedly, I sat on my bed missing home. My real home, California. Without an explanation, my father forced me to move across the country to New Jersey. He told me it was in my best interest that we leave. I had no clue what he meant by that. We had moved the day after my graduation. It had been two weeks since we've been here. I didn't like it at all. I would've stayed behind if I could support myself.
"Lith! Can you come help me?", my father's voice floated up the stairs. I groaned and pulled myself up. I straightened my Beastie Boys shirt as I trudged down the stairs. My dad was attempting to put another deadbolt and chain on the door.
"Why do we need another deadbolt and a chain?", I asked in confusion.
"Just a safety precaution.", he replied. I rolled my eyes and helped him install the locking mechanisms. I hardly looked like my dad. I had the same oval face shape, slightly upturned nose, and jet black hair, which I dyed purple. My eyes were green-hazel and my hair went just below my boobs. I'm 5'6" with curves in all the right places. My skin had a natural tan to it. In high school people spread a rumor that I had a boob job because I'm a DD. You can imagine how awkward it is when people you don't know ask you if your boobs are real or not.
After I finished helping my dad I migrated to the kitchen. I searched through the pantry, not finding anything.
"Dad, I'm gonna make a pizza run. I'll be back in a little while.", I said whilst slipping on my black Converse. His face was worried and apprehensive.
"I'm not sure that's such a good idea.", he rubbed the back of his neck.
"I'll be fine, dad. I'm a big girl.", I rolled my eyes at him. I grabbed my bag and headed to my 2001 blue Honda Civic. An uneasy feeling washed over me and settled in the pit of my stomach. My eyes scanned my surroundings, finding nothing out of place. I shrugged off the feeling and got in my car. As I drove to the closest pizza place Smashing Pumpkins filled my car. I barely saw the black SUV speeding towards me. There was a crunch of metal crunching and screeching. Pain shot through me like a bullet. I fought to stay awake, wiping away the stickiness running into my eyes. I pulled away my hand straining my eyes to focus. I felt sick as I realized it was blood. I looked up and saw two figures looking at my car.
"Please, help me. ", I groaned as I felt the darkness take over. I felt myself slip into the black wave of unconsciousness.
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Heyo! Another story for y'all. I hope you like it. Give me your opinions!
XO,
Sade
"Lith! Can you come help me?", my father's voice floated up the stairs. I groaned and pulled myself up. I straightened my Beastie Boys shirt as I trudged down the stairs. My dad was attempting to put another deadbolt and chain on the door.
"Why do we need another deadbolt and a chain?", I asked in confusion.
"Just a safety precaution.", he replied. I rolled my eyes and helped him install the locking mechanisms. I hardly looked like my dad. I had the same oval face shape, slightly upturned nose, and jet black hair, which I dyed purple. My eyes were green-hazel and my hair went just below my boobs. I'm 5'6" with curves in all the right places. My skin had a natural tan to it. In high school people spread a rumor that I had a boob job because I'm a DD. You can imagine how awkward it is when people you don't know ask you if your boobs are real or not.
After I finished helping my dad I migrated to the kitchen. I searched through the pantry, not finding anything.
"Dad, I'm gonna make a pizza run. I'll be back in a little while.", I said whilst slipping on my black Converse. His face was worried and apprehensive.
"I'm not sure that's such a good idea.", he rubbed the back of his neck.
"I'll be fine, dad. I'm a big girl.", I rolled my eyes at him. I grabbed my bag and headed to my 2001 blue Honda Civic. An uneasy feeling washed over me and settled in the pit of my stomach. My eyes scanned my surroundings, finding nothing out of place. I shrugged off the feeling and got in my car. As I drove to the closest pizza place Smashing Pumpkins filled my car. I barely saw the black SUV speeding towards me. There was a crunch of metal crunching and screeching. Pain shot through me like a bullet. I fought to stay awake, wiping away the stickiness running into my eyes. I pulled away my hand straining my eyes to focus. I felt sick as I realized it was blood. I looked up and saw two figures looking at my car.
"Please, help me. ", I groaned as I felt the darkness take over. I felt myself slip into the black wave of unconsciousness.
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Heyo! Another story for y'all. I hope you like it. Give me your opinions!
XO,
Sade
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