Hey guys! I hope you like my new story!
Rose POV
I heard the cries of a man from downstairs. He's getting tortured for information by no other than the infamous Abe Mazur, aka my dad or as I like to call him Old Man. Everybody knows my dad, he's the head boss in the turkey mafia. Everybody is scared of him and my mom because they are known for being ruthless tyrants. Nobody knows I'm Abe Mazur and Janie Marzur daughter people would just be scared of me too. I'm glad that nobody knows about me being there daughter at school. People would be scared and they would respect me because I was his daughter and had the last name of Mazur, so I changed my last name a long time ago to my mother's maiden name, Hathway. In case your wondering my name is Rosemarie Hathway, Rose for short. I have no friends at school for two reasons: There's a lot of fake Bitches and pricks at my school that I started with so they basically turned everyone against me. Number two: I'm scared. Yeah I know what your thinking the daughter of Abe Mazur scared? Just because I'm Abe Mazur's daughter doesn't mean shit. I'm scared because if I get close to anybody at all there lives are at danger so I stay away from people at school, so I'm a loner. Oh well at least I always have something there for me: Food. I love to eat! I even love it more than sleeping! Which is a lot to say because I sleep way too much. I stare up at my peach colored ceiling listen the sounds of death downstairs before slowly letting blackness surround me.
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I woke up to the beating sound to that stupid frog alarm clock going off. I slammed my fist down on it and broke it. Well it looks like I'm going to get a new alarm clock again. I layed there for a few seconds before getting up cursing while doing it. I went to my bathroom and took a quick shower. The hot water relaxed my tensing muscle's. I quickly got out and went to my walk in closet to pick out something. I ended up with my black skinny jeans, white and blood red shirt that showed a little clevleage, and my red and black converse. I went to my makeup mirror and sat down and brushed through my wavy tangling dark brown hair. I applied some eyeliner, lip gloss, and I did a smoky eye on both eyes which took about ten mintues. I looked at my watch twenty mintues. Shit! I grabbed my backpack and ran down the stairs. I barged into the kitchen and grabbed two choclate donuts from the Old man's plate. I gave him and mom a kiss on the cheek and ran outside and into my car. I could still hear my old man yelling after me about his donuts. I chuckled and reversed out from my driveaway and onto the street. I don't know why but I got a strange feeling that somethings going to happen, but I just don't know what. I shrugged it off.
If only I knew what was going to happen that day...
Heyy I know it's not that long but I'm just putting the idea into your head so R&R please!