Recent content by Angela Van Laar Veth

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Angela's chin dropped, she couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe that her father would do something like this to her. "I knew I wouldn't like you. I HATE YOU" she screamed at Aimee, her face turning and alarming shade of red. Whipping around to face her father she scowled harder, "And I hate...

Angela also heard the shouting and she hoped as she ran back down the stairs that the situation was that this Aimee girl had been sent packing. That way she no longer had to put up with the brat taking up the little lime light she had left after the arrival of her step sisters. Stopping next to...

Angela slung an arm around her dad's neck glad for the height advantage she know had and looked him square in the eye. The words 'half sister' echoed in her head as her jaw hit the pavement. Recovering quickly she glared at Aimee, "But I don't want a sister!" she whined loudly, "I don't, I don't...

Angela finished her hot chocolate with a smack of her lips. Wiping the chocolate moustache from her upper lip with the back of her hand she slipped off the chair leaving the dishes in her wake, 'dad can clean those up later' she thought and walked into the hall. Glancing down the narrow room she...