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Chapter 9: Every Time I Turn Around

After several hours of staring at the walls in my room, I decide to try and visit with her again.  Perhaps this time she won’t throw things at me.  Or things could take a turn for the worse.  One never knows with her.

As I sit here scratching my neck, I walk to her room before I figure out what to say to her.  When I arrive, I unlock it and cautiously enter because it is too quiet.  I was wise to hesitate, because over the next few minutes, I am pummeled by a teenager’s fists on my arm and side.  This discourages me from doing anything for her.  Hell, at this point I don’t even want to see her face.

She screams, “I hate you!  Everyone must be looking for me and you won’t let me go home.  My parent’s probably think I am dead!”  Now her face is so red that she looks like she could instantaneously combust.

I don’t know how, but she has this tendency of making me so mad that I want to pull her pants down and spank

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M.D. LaBelle
Thank you so much.
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Diche Ian Lagumbay
I am starting to like this book,like watching a romcom movie
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