Post by brooklyn jayden daniels on Apr 1, 2011 17:39:39 GMT -3
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Brooklyn was one of the luckier people, She was brought into a very wealthy family, They say money brings you happiness well it certainly did the opposite of that to Brooklyn’s family, Her mother was a model and Brooklyn followed in her footsteps of that career path & Her father was a highly well thought of Business man. Brooklyn was the typical rich child, She was given what she wanted when she wanted it yet she lacked some things she envied many of her class mates had, They had proper family’s that had family time together, she never had that. Her father was always away, She never thought about it as a young child but when she hit fifteen she caught her dad kissing another lady at the office, Brook cried for days upon days, the thought of coming from a broken home was not one she thought of as a good thing.
Of course her mum started wondering what was up, why she could hear the tearful sobs of her child from the next room, She questioned Brooklyn and then Brooklyn eventually let it all out, the screams and tears the pain that Brook felt was one that scarred her heart for life- To Brooklyn’s surprise her mother knew about this other woman and yet she didn’t give a damn, that hurt even more than what her father did, Brooklyn wanted them both to go to counselling, or just do something about it but more than anything she wanted that renewed happiness into her parents relationships, She wanted the happy family.
Brooklyn told her dad what she had seen, and he simply replied “Brook this isn’t your place to get involved, what you have seen may of hurt like crazy but this is a mummy and daddy thing not an little girl thing” Brooklyn was not a little girl, She was a fifteen year old woman.
The day came when Brooklyn had turned sixteen, She was eager to put a smile on her face every day that was probably the hardest thing she had ever done, She wanted to fall into a fit of screams and tears yet that fake smile was forever on her face, She just tried to be a happier person. It was probably month after her huge sweet sixteen parties when her parents finally split, her mother had also started to see another rich jerk - Brooklyn had no doubt that he too would cheat on her beautiful mother.
“The divorce is final”that day, was by far the worst Brooklyn had ever had, she stormed up to her room. Her chest aching, she was officially from a broken home, that day Brooklyn's mind did something that she regretted largely; She started to hurt herself, hoping that she could take her temper out on herself, the knife wounds left scars that told her story.
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Brooklyn was one of the luckier people, She was brought into a very wealthy family, They say money brings you happiness well it certainly did the opposite of that to Brooklyn’s family, Her mother was a model and Brooklyn followed in her footsteps of that career path & Her father was a highly well thought of Business man. Brooklyn was the typical rich child, She was given what she wanted when she wanted it yet she lacked some things she envied many of her class mates had, They had proper family’s that had family time together, she never had that. Her father was always away, She never thought about it as a young child but when she hit fifteen she caught her dad kissing another lady at the office, Brook cried for days upon days, the thought of coming from a broken home was not one she thought of as a good thing.
Of course her mum started wondering what was up, why she could hear the tearful sobs of her child from the next room, She questioned Brooklyn and then Brooklyn eventually let it all out, the screams and tears the pain that Brook felt was one that scarred her heart for life- To Brooklyn’s surprise her mother knew about this other woman and yet she didn’t give a damn, that hurt even more than what her father did, Brooklyn wanted them both to go to counselling, or just do something about it but more than anything she wanted that renewed happiness into her parents relationships, She wanted the happy family.
Brooklyn told her dad what she had seen, and he simply replied “Brook this isn’t your place to get involved, what you have seen may of hurt like crazy but this is a mummy and daddy thing not an little girl thing” Brooklyn was not a little girl, She was a fifteen year old woman.
The day came when Brooklyn had turned sixteen, She was eager to put a smile on her face every day that was probably the hardest thing she had ever done, She wanted to fall into a fit of screams and tears yet that fake smile was forever on her face, She just tried to be a happier person. It was probably month after her huge sweet sixteen parties when her parents finally split, her mother had also started to see another rich jerk - Brooklyn had no doubt that he too would cheat on her beautiful mother.
“The divorce is final”that day, was by far the worst Brooklyn had ever had, she stormed up to her room. Her chest aching, she was officially from a broken home, that day Brooklyn's mind did something that she regretted largely; She started to hurt herself, hoping that she could take her temper out on herself, the knife wounds left scars that told her story.
PHOTO CHAOTIQUE @ CAUTION 2.0
relationships go here.
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