Oh he did not just put his hands on me. No way did I just get beat to the ground by one father. I mean, this is absolutely ridiculous. All for staying out at a party? For real? What's he think I was doing? I think I'm old enough to go have a little fun at a party without getting a lecture when I got home as if I had just gone get completely drunk or something. I really just don't get it. I can't even deal with him anymore. I need a cigarette.
It all started with that stupid book anyway. It's none of their business what I'm reading. I'm not five anymore. Can't I just read what I want and make some of my own decisions? Apparently not because it seems like everything I do is wrong. Of course, Tambu's got to be the perfect child too. "Oh, I'll just read, thanks anyway." Girl, shut up. As if you've never smoked or anything. I'm so done dealing with all this.
Good job Julia. I think you did really well to talk in vernacular. The wording you use is definitely wording Nyasha would use.
ReplyDeleteI like how you bring the sassiness of Nyasha into it. It really sounds like her. Good job!!
ReplyDeleteThis really sounds like her! You did this perfectly!
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