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Taking Control (cont.)

“What, Mother!?”

“Kelly, can we please just talk about this?

“There’s nothing left to talk about Mom.”

“Kelly you’re making a huge mistake! You cant just move in with that boy, don’t you think you’re moving a bit too fast?”

“That ‘Boy’ is my Fiancé.”

“Kelly, think about what you’re saying! Do you honestly see yourself marrying him? He’s unpredictable, he’s wild, he’s just not-”

“Not what Mom? Not your type? That’s all it’s ever been about! What you want! What you see fit. I’m tired of living your life! I’m tired of being led around on your leash! I’m grown, Mother! I’ll go where I want, see who I want and love who I please!”

“What do you know about love? You’re just a dumb girl too tied up in what you think is love, to really see what mistakes you are making!”

“No Mom. The only mistake I ever made was letting you take control of my life and it’s not gonna happen anymore!”

“Go to hell!”

“Gladly!! It couldn’t be any worse than living here!!!”

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