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Laughed So Hard I Cried

“Are you okay?”
“Yes, mother.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes mother.”
“You don’t look okay.”
“Thanks.”
My mom and I glare at each other for abit until I finally turn towards my computer and answer the dinging noise that’s been coming from it.

omgnnzMEGH:Heyy em, sup?
zer0dinos:nm, mom’s being a pain, u?
omgnnzMEGH:getting the group together
zerodinos:sigh =(
omgnnzMEGH: if u dont wanna see him we dont have to invite him
zerodinos: no, i want to see him, i just dont know if he wants to see me

“Whatcha doin’?” My mom pops up. Can’t she ever leave me alone?
“Talking to meghan.” I answer shortly.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing moooooooooom.”
“Something’s wrong. You’ve got an attitude.”
“According to you I always have an attitude.” I mutter.
“That’s what I’m talking about.” She leans over and pokes my belly. I pull away and wipe my eyes, trying to hide the tears.
“Stop mom.”
“I’m gonna make you smile.” She starts tickling me. I expect to laugh against my will, but instead the tears pour out. Why does this always happen to me?

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