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i wake to hear the screams of my mother. i rush downstairs and see whats going on. my stepdad is trying to bail on my family cause our water went out, and hes trying to leave in his car(which my madre and stepdad traded cars for the day cause we needed his car and he knew this so we exchanged for the day). anyways he wanted to bail on us, and he said 'fuck yall, you can fix the water' i dont know how to fix it and the fuck makes him think my m o m can. dumbass, inorite?rite. anyways mom calls the police, and the sheriff is at my house so early, that THE SCHOOL BUS goes by. if im not mistaken i used to get on the bus at like.. 6:45am. so yea. sheriff at my house before 7 in the morning. what a wakeup call. the sheriff is a Fucking Faggot. ill state that early on. and he shows up and he doesnt do shit except make me and mom leave the house, but in the car we wanted for the day. and we're leaving and the cop says 'yall need to leave the house now' and i said 'alright, lets get going' and the cop, loses it. and starts just out of no where fuckin screamin at me. saying how he was going to give me a citation(sp..?) for disrespecting him. and i being the lovly in3b that i am defended myself and said 'and disrespect aint comin in someone house and MACING their dog cause he barked?' cause yea he maced my dog and was saying shit like 'if he bites me im putting him down' and i wasnt worried about that cause he aint never bit noone. and then, bam, mace in the dogs face, what a prick ya know? its a old dog, chow mix with some lab, and even has a fucked up hip and limps, and the asshole maces him, come on what the fuck. and this cop gets in my face so close i know what the faggot ate for breakfast cause its flying in my face. But thats off the subject i guess. so we leave and have to bum a shower off my moms friend cause they just live down the road, hate doing shit like that. i aint even one to complain but fuck. when youve had one to many days where you want to getthefuckout you cant take it youre bound to complain. well im complaining, sueme. But after we do that and do our business with the car, its about.. 12? and we start heading back home, IN HOPES things will be different, maybe my stepdad isnt such a PRICK and we can calm the fuck down. KAKAno. we get back and he has moved all our house papers and shit, that we keep in a black filecabnet to his dads house, and he wont give us our reciets and shit for the bills. we dont really NEED them, but its nice having proof that you pay for shit, ya know? so we say you cna have your keys back when we get our shit back. and he has the nerve to say 'its not your yall dont even pay anything for this house.' HAHA thanks to my stepdad WE ALWAYS HAVE A BEER FILLED F***** thanks asshole. let me in the middle of my story give you an incite, my stepdad is a fucking lunatic. he will say something and then IMMEDIATLY either say he didnt say it, or change what he said. he will take whatever you say and turn it the fuck around and make it something that ISNT RIGHT. i hate the fucking prick. /sigh but back to the day. and we leave the house again cause he called the cops, he called about the car, but TENNESSEE STATE LAW says in a mar***** whats your is mine and mine is yours. he aint HIS car, its like.. some word i cant think of communion property? so its BOTH of theirs. so he cant do anything about it. so we leave and go down the road. to BREATHE and we sit for a minute, figure out what were going to do tonight for showers and shit. and we call the house phone from a cell. and its DISCONNECTED. the fucking fat piece of shit had our
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phone cut off
directTV turned off aND RETURNED THE BOXES
POWER turned off
and everything else
our house was a fucking cave, and we went fucking insane. can you imagine all this bullshit, just b u l l shit happening in a fucking day? in just a couple hours i mean fucking hell. and we go CRAZY we call and tell him he can go die for all we give a shit. and we're keeping the car, since hes gonna play like that, well he straightened his shit up quick, cause the other car we got dont have tags on it. so he wanted his car back real bad. so we made his have EVERYTHING turned back on. and it ended up costing him more to have it all turned back on and shit. i dont even know how he got the phone off so quick. but fucking hell. but now im sitting here. wondering what the fucks going to happen next. and i cant even go take a shit cause we dont have any water.


























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