chapter sevenA Chapter by Kia-chan!
I stayed home sick, from school the next day. I was sicker then I'd ever been my whole life! I felt like crap, sitting there in a ratty old blanket on the floor, while my mom was snuggled up behind me, on the warm, comfy, couch. We sat there watching TV. My mom laughed at everything that went on screen. She was easy to please when she was drunk. I did'nt hate my mother, I was just bitter about how she treated me as a little kid. I remember sneaking out of our apartment, running over to the convenience store across the street, and stealing a candy bar, or chips, or something. That was how I settaled my meals every day. I'v always been good at stealing stuff, even as a kid. So I never got cought. Not once. " Hey, damn girl, go get your old lady some potato chips ", My mom yelled from the couch. " Go get um' your self, hag, incase you have'nt noticed, I'm sick. So I ain't gettin up for your stupid chips!", I yelled back. My mom was silent for a minute. " Your just like your father", she said. " excuse me?", I was saprised, she had'nt talked about my father in years, not even drunk! " Your personalitys are the same", she said. When she said that, her eye's suddenly looked sad. For the first time in my life, I actually felt bad for my mom. "He seemed like a nice guy when we were going out, but after you were born...", she paused, and I could tell she was crying. I stood up, and hugged my drunk, mother. something I had never done. "I'll go get you some potato chips, but no funny buisness while I'm gone, okay?", I said, and stood up, and walked out of the room.
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