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BadGirlGoneGood
Introduction


When I was five years old I stole a Barbie doll from the Toys R Us down in the suburbs. Now, most kids would get a stern lecture on how stealing is wrong, and maybe even get a good spanking. But when I stole, my dad was perfectly okay with it, he was actually quite proud of me. You see, my dad doesn’t have the best paying job; so whenever he wanted to buy me or my mom something nice he would have to steal it. He kind of turned into the neighborhood thief. But here in Allendale Heights stealing was considered normal, and it wasn’t bad compared to what most people did here; selling illegal drugs, murders, prostitutes, you name it, we have it.

I liked growing up in the heights; it was home to me. A few years back, when I was in eighth grade my parents got a divorce. My mom got tired of my dad’s old games of stealing and wanted to live a better life so she moved to the Allendale Suburbs. The town of Allendale was where everything was prim, proper and perfect. You would never guess a place like that was right around the corner from a place like this. People in Allendale Heights didn’t exactly get along with people from the suburbs; they hated us and we hated them. My school and Allendale Prep were huge rivals; and it was more than some high school rivalry it was more like a feud. In a matter of fact, the suburbs and the heights in general were in a huge feud. The people from the suburbs thought we were horrible people. And we thought they were stuck-up, snotty and full of themselves.

Little did I know I was going to become one of them... and even worse fall in love with one of them…



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Falling inlove
is like
Breaking your phone
one minute you love him
the other minute you don't
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This is your "him."
yes, the guy that completely broke your heart.
Maybe he cheated on you, maybe he broke a promise, maybe he lied, maybe he left you for another girl, or maybe you have absolutely no idea what happened.
But your still hurt.
Maybe your trying to move on, maybe you already did move on, but the pain is still there.
You remember the laughs, the hugs, the fights, the kisses, the "i love you's", the memories, all of it. But he doesn't care.
(-.-)
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This is the boy who crushed you.
Now how many slaps can he get?
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