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Veronica's troubled life...

Okay this is my first time on a actual forum, no hate please.)).


Veronica -Jersey accent, fair skin tone ((olive)) bright green eyes and sleek black hair that falls below her waist. Her personality is sweet and loving but she can be rather boastful when discussing her appearance. She has two brothers, Steven and Jackson, bother older then her and they are more like parents to her then her actual mother and father. Her mother is the CEO of a large company and her father is the manager of a shipping company. They are rarely home and when they are pay little to no attention to Veronica and her brothers. They sometimes even forget to feed them so her brothers always do the housework and Veronica helps the best she can. Her brothers are bother twenty two and she is seventeen years old. Why is she still living with her parents? She cannot afford anything else and her brothers cannot leave her. They cannot take custody of her either. She is simply too young and it infuriates her brothers when they see their parents screaming at Veronica when she supposedly 'disturbs' them. They don't hit her but they tend to say terrible things, saying how she is the reason they never have money. Bullshit, their parents had hundreds of thousands of dollars, they just never use it for their children. Only for their own selfish fucking wants, new car, expensive ass make up or computer software or hell they spend money to put money in a special lock down safe half way across the world. They complain that Veronica was just a mistake because mother and father got 'careless' in their antics. Sometimes her brothers wanted to intervene but it could result in Veronica getting hit. They didn't want that at all. Man they wished their parents would care more, Veronica slowly began getting depressed. Her brothers became worried when she would lock herself up for hours, days even. Not eating, not sleeping, they constantly feared the worse yet their parents didn't seem to give a shit.


Her father was screaming at Veronica once again, this time her brothers were not there to stop it. "Why can't you fucking grow up and do what your told" he screams this extremely loudly. She whimpers and looks up at him "W-why can't you be a good father?" He glares at her darkly and slaps her across the face "Get out of my house!" She whimpers, tears beginning to form in her eyes. She runs to her room and grabs a few clothes and stuffs them in a bag. She runs back downstairs, in full blown tears as of now. She had also taken a razor. She ran outside sobbing. It was dark and cold. She wanders around until she sits on a bench, sliding the razor across her arm. ((I don't really like text talk or one liners but I tolerate one liners))
 

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