As I walked by my dad, he grabbed my arm and pulled me back.
"Where have you really been?" He demanded.
"At Kayla's house."
"I know pot when I smell it."
"I don't smoke, Dad."
"That's what your real mom said. But you were born a crack baby and left to die if it wasn't for me. Now go take a shower and don't you ever bring that crap into this house again. And give me your bag."
I didn't say anything back. I handed him my bag, and watched him search it. He held it upside down and dumped all the contents on the floor. He kicked my things around the kitchen and then grabbed my wallet. He opened it, looked inside, took out twenty dollars, and dropped it on the floor. He then handed me my empty purse.
"Don't you even think about leaving the kitchen like this! Clean up this mess!" He screamed.
I was too scared to say anything, so I just did as I was told and picked up the items he had scattered throughout the room. All I could think of to comfort myself was "thank god he's sober. It would have been so much worse if he were drunk." But I didn't dare to say that out loud. I learned what the consequences of that would be the hard way, and I don't need to learn it again. I just picked up my stuff and left the room. Then I went upstairs, took a shower, and went into my room for the rest of the night.
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Wow =)
I want to read more.
How big can our posts be on this site? Could we post entire stories if we wanted?
Yeah, I'm pretty sure they can be as long as you want. :)
I liked it for the most part, but there are a few things that stood out to me.
"Where have you really been?" He demanded. - Is this the first time her dad asks where she's been? I know you said it's only a snippet from a longer piece, so it might be the second time he asked or something, but if it's the first, I would definitely take out the 'really' in the question.
But you were born a crack baby and left to die if it wasn't for me. - I don't know, the second part of the sentence doesn't really flow. I would probably phrase it "But you were born a crack baby and would be left to die if it wasn't for me." Or something like that, it's just a suggestion.
I learned what the consequences of that would be the hard way, and I don't need to learn it again. - To me that sounds really awkward.
This is the second time he asked where she was. This is just a first draft, and I'm just trying to get all my ideas down. I'll keep these corrections in mind when I sit down to edit this thing.
I want to read more as well. It sounds interesting so far. ^^;
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