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Ivy Wood Story // Chapter Two2.Ivy Wood Story // Chapter Two by ~ivywoodstory
"I'm here to see my Dad." Ivy announced quietly when she arrived at the hospital desk. The fat woman didn't even move her eyes from her monitor when she started saying words that Ivy couldn't understand. It angered her so much that someone could be so impolite in this situation. She hadn't actually let Mr Becks speak so she didn't know what had happened. The last time she had been called into the hospital during a school day, he had collapsed and had to have an emergency operation. Ivy had never understood what was wrong with her father, but he hadn't been in complete health since she was fourteen. Ivy remembered the last time they went
Ivy Wood Story // Chapter One1.Ivy Wood Story // Chapter One by ~ivywoodstory
It was at six o'clock every morning that Ivy would leave her home and go for a run. She loved how quiet the small town that she lived in was. And when the streetlights were yet to turn off because the sun hadn't quite peered over the mountains yet, she liked seeing in black and grey. The fog was still lingering in the shadows of the alleys and in the empty gardens when she opened the door and let the cold air of twilight seep into the house. Before she closed the door, she bent down to pick up the milk that the milkman had left not only fifteen minutes ago and put it on the till.
Here you go, Dad. She thought to herself. She closed th
Rehab for the Heart 1Okay, so dad finally got sick of me doing my drugs. So two months ago he sent me to rehab, yep thats right REHAB! It is not going so well, all I do is shake and sweat and shiver, not to mention losing control of...well....parts of my body and making a mess. If Dad would bail me out I would leave in a heart beat. How ever he is very angry at me and is leaving me here alone. No one here is nice, they all are in bad moods because of the withdraw syptoms. I can't blame them at all. So yeah that was two months ago, Right now I am a little better, my hair is purple and green, also very stringy. My ash colored eyes seem so lifeless, I cannot look atRehab for the Heart 1 by ~Luna-Irie-Night
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