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Again she stopped what she is doing, and said. “You know, Alivia this drug has wanted you for a long time.”

“No mom. The drug doesn’t decide who takes it is up to the taker whether they really want it or not. And I don’t want it. Because I will turn out like you.” I said and walked off.

I got a shower and was in there for about an hour and a half. When I got out the sun was barely coming up. I went back up to my room and waited for the rain to stop. But it doesn’t. So I slipped my shoes on going for a run. Not wanting to go back to that house.

By the time it was time for me to get on the bus, I was pumped for the day. Not going to let anyone mess up today for me.

I entered the bus half expecting myself to sit up front. But, I didn’t. I went to the very back of the bus. And that is when I saw him. I don't care to look a second time. Because I was the bitch not them! And I wasn’t going to let someone else choose for me. I made the little girl who was in my seat get up and more.