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This is gonna be long as stuff so let prepare yourself.
It was 2009, I was 10, When I was 4 my parents got divorced.
My Dad got a Dog and I loved him, he was my best friend.
Then my Dad met a women, I'll call her Lucy for this.
Lucy was always getting sick, she was allergic to our dog, so what did my dad do about it?
He gave it up, Sent it to a place wherepeople could buy him.
Nobody ever knew this, nor did I tell anybody Until now, But I was sad, that dog was my Best Friend there, I loved him, Bit I wouldn't throw him out for Lucy! And she had a brother, I'll call him Trake for this. He said poop like it was another word for stupid or good, sounds handicapped right? Well he is still doing it today, and I said I hated him so many times but my Dad tries to deny it, well, tough stuff.
One day I snapped and screamed at him, he is such a smartass, he always is a jerk and I try to help him but he neeveer listens, ooh noooo, He doesn't do anything I say, and I can't get any privacy from him, he raged so many times and plays the game of favorites in his family, He doesn't ever draw me or my Dad, like he wished we never exsisted.
And then one day Dad got married. It was the saddest time in my life, I don't think I have cried harder before in my life.
I wish my Step-Mom never exsisted. She yells and deep inside, I know she hates me.
Things that I hate that happened:
My Dad and Step-Mom have two kids, both female and there eeh. Horrid Offspring.
Trake claims ownership over my N64, I am virous, Dad says its ours but hell no I brought that to my moms years later because screw that.
Trake plays on PC without permission (still does this)
