Papercuts and Paper Hearts, chapter 1
It's 2006
Hi, I'm Melanie. I'm 24 years old. I live with my parents. My parents are nice people. Yes, I still live with my family because I got pregnant at the age of 23 with my fiance, but we got into a car crash, and I lost the baby and my fiance. We lived on our own, but after that, I just lost it. And well here I am. Yes, I dress in Hollister, and Abercrombie. I know what your thinking, preppy bitch? Well that's not me at all. I don't like pop music, or rap or anything but Rock and Punk rock. Basically I go for, The Ramones, Operation Ivy, Blink 182, Avenged Sevenfold, and my favorite band since I in 6th grade would have to be Green Day. So here I am, sitting on my ass in the computer chair, listening to Stuck With Me, singing quite loudly. It was an ugly ass day. Like it was thundering, lightning, and raining as hard as if they were pouring buckets on you. I decieded to put on The Grouch and go upstairs, because I was in the basement, where my room is. I walked up the stairs and into the kitchen and grabbed a pop tart. I sat on the living room couch in a tank top and shorts while hearing a bus park infront of my house. I hear about two or three guys get out, and start yelling.
"YOU RETARD! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU USED THE SPARE TIRE FOR A TIRE SWING?" one of the men said.
"Well, I was bored!" another said.
"Calm down BJ! We'll just go in this house and ask for the phone!" Another man said. Apparently they were going to knock on my door so I just got ready for it. As soon as it rang I opened it. As soon as I opened it, the piece of poptart in my mouth fell out.
"Ew. Shit!" I said bending over.
"Nice underwear," Tre said. Tre was wacked by Mike in the back of the head.
"Hey," I said standing up.
"Hey, can we use your phone?" Billie said.
"Sure," I said. They walked in and heard Basket Case coming out of the speakers, pretty loud. I made a burned CD of it, because I didn't want to burn out my actual
CD's. I handed Billie my phone.
"Yeah hi, our car broke down and I need some service," Billie said.
"Yes I know its raining! But I. Okay sir. Bye," Billie said looking sad.
"Well?" Mike said.
"Well Mr. Jackass said that it's going to be raining for the rest of the week, and won't be able to come until it clears up!"
"Where the fuck are we going to stay?" Tre said. He suddenly looked at me with puppy eyes.
"Okay okay, you guys can stay here!" I said. They all smiled at me and hugged me.
"By the way, what's your name?" Mike asked.
"I'm Melanie," I said smiling.
"Melanie, that's a nice name," Billie said, smiling.
Hi, I'm Melanie. I'm 24 years old. I live with my parents. My parents are nice people. Yes, I still live with my family because I got pregnant at the age of 23 with my fiance, but we got into a car crash, and I lost the baby and my fiance. We lived on our own, but after that, I just lost it. And well here I am. Yes, I dress in Hollister, and Abercrombie. I know what your thinking, preppy bitch? Well that's not me at all. I don't like pop music, or rap or anything but Rock and Punk rock. Basically I go for, The Ramones, Operation Ivy, Blink 182, Avenged Sevenfold, and my favorite band since I in 6th grade would have to be Green Day. So here I am, sitting on my ass in the computer chair, listening to Stuck With Me, singing quite loudly. It was an ugly ass day. Like it was thundering, lightning, and raining as hard as if they were pouring buckets on you. I decieded to put on The Grouch and go upstairs, because I was in the basement, where my room is. I walked up the stairs and into the kitchen and grabbed a pop tart. I sat on the living room couch in a tank top and shorts while hearing a bus park infront of my house. I hear about two or three guys get out, and start yelling.
"YOU RETARD! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU USED THE SPARE TIRE FOR A TIRE SWING?" one of the men said.
"Well, I was bored!" another said.
"Calm down BJ! We'll just go in this house and ask for the phone!" Another man said. Apparently they were going to knock on my door so I just got ready for it. As soon as it rang I opened it. As soon as I opened it, the piece of poptart in my mouth fell out.
"Ew. Shit!" I said bending over.
"Nice underwear," Tre said. Tre was wacked by Mike in the back of the head.
"Hey," I said standing up.
"Hey, can we use your phone?" Billie said.
"Sure," I said. They walked in and heard Basket Case coming out of the speakers, pretty loud. I made a burned CD of it, because I didn't want to burn out my actual
CD's. I handed Billie my phone.
"Yeah hi, our car broke down and I need some service," Billie said.
"Yes I know its raining! But I. Okay sir. Bye," Billie said looking sad.
"Well?" Mike said.
"Well Mr. Jackass said that it's going to be raining for the rest of the week, and won't be able to come until it clears up!"
"Where the fuck are we going to stay?" Tre said. He suddenly looked at me with puppy eyes.
"Okay okay, you guys can stay here!" I said. They all smiled at me and hugged me.
"By the way, what's your name?" Mike asked.
"I'm Melanie," I said smiling.
"Melanie, that's a nice name," Billie said, smiling.
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