Story of My Life

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02155
United States
42° 25' 38.9892" N, 71° 6' 33.1236" W

There was a time in the middle of last summer

dad told us three sisters that we were going to Haiti. So, I was happy and pretty excited about that.

"We're going the day after tomorrow!"says dad.

So, I started packing my things.

I was happy that I was going to see my mom

Called my brother and told him the news.

But, after all that has being said and being doing.

Guess who made an entrance in the house?

Well, to tell you the truth, it was the devil, my worst enemy

The one who thinks she knows everything, that she's all that

The one who tells me to call her, "mama"

What...? Who does she think she is?

Why would I call someone,"mama" unless you're my mother

I don't even call my mom like that, no one does.

And then, guess what?

She told my dad that I have been ignoring and done bad things to her since the past two years,

just for him to punished me by making stay at home and not going to spend my vacation with my wonderful person in the whole wide world.

He believed her, even though I told him it's not true, that I'm not that kind of person.

She wants to been replaced as my mom since my mom is far away from me

I think she's just jealous that she doesn't have a wonderful child like me, don't you think?

Anyway, they're the same, there's not much I can do about that.

But I still went to vacation.

We were on airport, uh, ewe,

One thing I couldn't stand is that she was kissing my dad the whole time,

saying, "goodbye daddy"

I mean his not your daddy, why are you calling my dad daddy?

As I was making plans

the plane was about to land,

thank Goodness, she left!

My dad is the most untrusted dad ever

I mean, who doesn't believe their children

"What if they are telling the truth?

What if the person who you introduced us as our stepmother and also the mom of the house is just trying to get something from you?"

But no he doesn't see that

No wonder most people I know can't stand their stepmother!

Maybe they're just going through this whole situation too:

The stepmother and the dad don't trust their kids, don't appreciate whatever they do, and the most problem with me and them is that they don't give you any space to do what you think you can do.

My whole point is that I DON'T like, I didn't like and I don't think I will never like my step mom.

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