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"So what are you majoring in college?" I was afraid of this. "Oh, uh-" I was cut of by my mom setting dinner on the table. My father looked at me expectedly. "Music.." I said my voice barely audible. "Well that's great sweetheart!" My mom said, before my father could explode on me "I'm glad your doing something you enjoy!" She smiled at me and I smiled back. "I for one am not happy with your decision. Music is not a real career." He said glaring at me from across the table. His icy green eyes staring straight into my purple contact lenses. (That's fucking right. Virgil is going to have purple eyes for most of this because I can and will!)
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"Hey mama?" I peeked over the door frame, "What?" She said rather irritated. "I got into the college I wanted to go into." I said stepping into the door frame fully. My mamas mood immediately improved, "That's wonderful honey!" She said standing up from her cluttered desk smiling. I beamed at her. "Your doing fashion right?" She said walking over to the closet, still smiling. "Yup!" I happily exclaimed. "Good because when you told me you wanted to go into fashion I may have gotten you a few things.." She said pulling out a large storage bin.
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Omg! Y'all! I didn't give either of them abusive parents!! YET!