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I was at my old place and y mother and I were fighting over the dog. My mother was very angry and out of normal character for her. I stole the dog to protect it and ended up at this biker gangs place. The head of the gang had a wife but wanted me. So the wife was jealous. We were arguing and the biker threw a knife at me as playing. The knife skinned the back of my head and we needed to get to the hospital. We had to steal a cop car and she was driving violently. She could care less that I was hurt.

My mother (who died 10 years ago) was alive and getting married. My grandfather (who died 7 years ago) was also alive. There were A TON of people there, and as it was leading up to the wedding, my foster dad (who's not related to my birth mother, so it's weird that he would even be at her wedding, much less involved) pulls me aside and gives me a lecture about acting properly and not messing anything up. Later I find out that my mom's new dude (who already seemed kinda lame) doesn't even love her. After that I thought about messing everything up and calling him out to save my mom from marrying him, but something held me back. Then I woke up before the actual wedding started.

I was about twelve, and my mother was gone, I don't know what happened to her, but my dad was there. We were in Georgia living with my dad's mother and my aunt. My dad and I had to go to Connecticut for me to get a IQ test that was only offered in Connecticut and I needed transcripts for my new school. We got to Connecticut and we were driving a UPS truck around. When we arrived at the testing location, my dad wasn't allowed inside of the building, so I went in and wandered around lost for a while until a man pointed me in the direction I needed to be going. When I was finished, I quickly sped out of the building and to my dad in the UPS truck. I hopped in the back where the packages go, and a cop came up and grabbed my dad. I saw him flail under their restraints, and they cuffed him and took him away. I was suddenly back in Georgia in a wood panel house quivering beneath my aunt and grandmother. I explained to them what had happened and they didn't want to believe me, so they hit me. I heard from the other something calling my name in an eerie way. “Brittany...” “Brittany...” I went into the room to see a bunch of internal organs: kidneys, livers, lungs, and many many others. They were floating in the air, and talking to me. A gallbladder and kidney shut and locked the door, and then they started speaking to me. “Your father created us.” “He said he was going to set us free.” “He said he was going to make us real.” I was quivering and crying, and I didn't know what to do. “We're keeping you until we get free.” I knew I had to think fast, but I didn't know what power these things could really have. I started talking on my feet, “Give me a week. My father is gone, but if you give me one week, I'll get you out of here. I'll get you out, and you can do whatever you want.” The contemplated sounding maniacal and dangerous. The door opened, and I left, making sure to shut it, so the organs wouldn't get out. I locked the doors, and I was crawling through the walls. I connected a line to the room that filled it with water to drown the organs. Then I filled it with poisonous gasses, and I was sure they were dead.

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