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"No dad, no I won't go!" replied Eva

"But I don't want to lose the only thing I have!" replied her father

No don't start! I started crying just as I was about to win my reason to gain right to not be a crazy like my mom. You see I have this drinking problem but I can't help it! My mom was driving drunk and got into a huge car accident and- well you probubly know what happened. So now i'm living with my dad and his soon to be new wife. blah, if you ask me it is all an act because she just wants to get to my head. Well any way My name is Eva  Randers. I'm an only child and apparenly "ruining my life with alcohol" but I don't think it is that much of a big deal.

"You can't make me!" I shouted at my father.

"Young lady you will go strait up to your room and you will listen you your own father for crying out loud!" shouted me father.

My father wants me to go to an over night 3 month AA camp. Big wopp. I can handle myself all on my own!

As I stormed up to my room our family portrait fell and smashed on our dark hard wood stairs.

"What does he know anyway". I shouted into my tear filled pillow. "All he wants is to have a perfect life with Faith (My dads girlfriend) with out me"!

My cat Leo just then jumped up on my mumpy bed and purred like she just met a lovley romantic aly cat in our back yard or something.

You might now be saying why would someone cry over a foght? Well my friend, I just hate the fact that I need to except that I am just like my druggy mother ... and that scares me.

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