MissPaigeNotepad

So I decided to tell you people why green is not a creative color. So here it goes: St. Patrick's day: "You don't deserve anything you spoiled brat!" yelled my father as he hit me. ''Daddy stop it! Daddy no! Please don't hit me anymore!" I screamed as he hit me. I was only five at the time. My mom recently died, so my dad started drinking a lot. ''Shut up you little brat! It's your fault your mother's gone. It's all your fault,'' he yelled. He soon ran out of energy and left to a bar leaving me home alone. ********************************************************* I dealt with the abuse for years. Then when I turned sixteen I decided to

I walked into the movie rental store with Tony and Crayola. We were going to watch a movie today and it is my turn to choose. Tony never liked the movies I chose so he came along to see if I picked one he actually liked. The funny thing is that I always choose movies he hates. Crayola tagged along because she wanted to try and convince me to get a gorey horror film. I don't know why. She already lives in one. I don't know the girl is nuts. She had her ear phones on so she couldn't hear us. "You look down on me so casually in everything I know. You down on my but not right on me. Is it plain to see that life is trying me? Oh, life is trying m