Nicole C Mullins
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To My Mother
I remember when I was six years old, getting ready in a pretty pink dress with little bells sewed to the inside so every time I moved, I mad a little noise. It was my favorite dress and you let me wear it that day. You didn't want to break my heart and tell me that we were wearing it to my dad's funeral. I remember begging him to wake up and not getting what I want. I remember throwing a huge fit and you taking me out of there with tears streaming down your cheeks.
By Nicole C Mullins4 years ago in Families
Secrets Worth Keeping
I jumped down from my window ledge, wiping my hands down my dress to make sure no leaves or dirt from the house was stuck on me. I hated sneaking out of my house but my father was strict. He was the Mayor of Middletown and expected me to act a certain way. That meant, I wasn't allowed to see my boyfriend, Chase who lived on the wrong side of town.
By Nicole C Mullins4 years ago in Fiction
