I woke up to the worst thing I ever heard. “You don’t even care for our kid Rachel do you?” His dad shouted.
“Uh…um…” his mom mumbled in a high pitched voice
“Oh sure you do, oh sure.”
We need money and you have to get it for us.
“WHAT DO YOU DO AROUND HERE!!” his dad yelled! the door slam shut. I shot shot out of my room as fast, as my swinty legs could go. Then ran to my parents room.
“Sorry buddy mom is gone for good dude.” The dad said in a lousy voice.
What do you think about my story?
what can I do to make it better?
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