- I woke up one moring at my fathers house. I saw that his evil girl friend was sitting on the couch with him. They where talking about something they where going to do.He saw me peek my head in and said to me we where going somewhere. We got in the car and started to drive. He said, you are going back home. I'll see you next weekend so don't worry. When we got there he said get out. He drove away and never came back. Of course I was only five. Now im 15 and he still hasent come back.
- by Wyvern of the Wind |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 01/22/2009 |
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- Title: the badest of days
- Artist: Wyvern of the Wind
- Description: im not good with descriptions so.
- Date: 01/22/2009
- Tags: badest days
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- Cake-chan baka - 12/28/2009
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- Uber j-dog94 - 07/06/2009
- YO man dats mad grimey. Why he didnt come back?
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- Acid Frenzy - 03/15/2009
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pity party, or short story?
sorry your dad liked his floozy more than you - Report As Spam
- Aubreewyn - 03/01/2009
- that's sad
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- Tanner The Killer Panda - 02/27/2009
- is that... true?
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- Dark_Killer_Soul - 01/27/2009
- that is sad, dude.
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