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Goodnight and Goodbye.

Novel By: fadingcolorsxxo
Young adult

Olivia is a 17 year old girl with green eyes and blonde hair. She looked like she had everything. Until one night she snaps and leaves her old life behind, to start new somewhere else. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Jul 31, 2011    Reads: 22    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

"It's done, I can't go back." I cried. It's eight at night, and I have no where to go, I thought as I flipped my hood up. "Home" isn't even an option, and the cops always check the best friend's house and the hang out place. I really have no where to go. All I can do is cry more, and keep walking.. Walk where? This homeless shit is a piss off. Of course, if my dad wasn't an alcoholic, and my mom wasn't weak and permissive I wouldn't have to leave my only living relatives. I'm glad I'm an only child; I have nobody to miss. Although, I can't deny my puppy, Persephone. Thinking of home reminded me of my cell phone. My eyes flew down to my pocket where my phone was sitting. I checked it and found 3 angry texts from my drunk angry father; I deleted them. There were 5 pleading texts from my weak mother, and deleted those, too. I knew it was only a matter of time before they disconnected my phone. Oh, well. Leave the past in the past. It's easier said than done. I hate that I had to give up my life to have what I need; food, clothes and to pay for Persephone. That's when I figured out what I had to do, start new somewhere else... and when my true best friend called me. I knew I had to answer the phone..

"Ollie! Where are you?! Your mother called me, bawling her eyes out. She's going sick with worry!" She yelled.

"Away. I'm sorry, I love you. Take care of Persephone, get her out of that house. For me, please. Goodbye, Charlotte," I whimpered. I hung up and put the phone back into my pocket. It's a horrible goodbye for her.. But now isn't a good time for that. I had to go to the bank to empty my account. It didn't take long to get there. I took out $960. It's not much, but an okay start. My next destination: Wal-mart. I needed to buy black hair dye and a new wardrobe. My walk there was quick, too. Only this time, I was hit on by a bunch of drunk teenage boys, wandering around aimlessly. I tried hard not to punch them in the face. When I walked into Wal-mart, I headed straight to the hair dye. I grabbed a box of black hair dye and continued to find some clothes I wouldn't ever wear. It was hard, but I settled for baggy jeans, boy shorts, and t-shirts that make me feel claustrophobic. I went to pay and was a little devastated by the cost. I spent $246.76 to buy myself hair dye, clothes, makeup and skater shoes. It was a huge dent in what little I have, and it was too late to return anything. I was already on my way to the arena across town to dye my hair. I used a plug in to charge my iPod, and said good bye to my beautiful natural blonde hair. 7 people tried walking in, and 3 people knocked on the door. Damn impatient people.. Dumping my old family was easier than it should have been.


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