Ashley heard her slob of a mother call to her, she decided to take this moment to make her feel horrible. As Ashley walked towards her fat mother, she could almost taste the stench, it was horrible, but she changed reality to become accustomed to it, the stench was no longer so unbearable, in fact, Ashley now smelt nothing, as if she’d lived with it all her life. Ashley walked into the room and spoke, “What is it fatass.”
Ashley’s mother turned to her and let out a loud burp, “Blooorp, hey, don’t speak to your, Pffft, Mother that way.”
Ashley looked at her with an impish look and began to scheme, “Oh yeah, well I didn’t just decide to stop caring when dad left you, hell, seeing how you turned out, I’d say dad got the long end of the stick, I mean look at you, you’re a fat, gross, lazy pig who does nothing but fester in her own filth all day!”
Ashley’s mother looked at her with an expression of emotional pain, “WELL YOU KNOW WHAT, MAYBE THIS IS JUST HOW I COPE, YOU’RE A REAL UNGRATEFUL BITCH YOU KNOW THAT, AT LEAST YOU HAVE A ROOF OVER YOUR HEAD, AND FOOD ON YOUR PLATE!”
Ashley looked on in fury, this was no longer for fun, she now simply wanted to hurt her mother, “YEAH, WELL IT’S A ROOF I HAVE TO STAY UNDER WITH YOU, AND SURE I HAVE FOOD ON MY PLATE, WHEN YOU DON’T EAT IT!”
The two quarreled for minutes, finally, it ended when Ashley’s mother decided to just stop, “WELL MAYBE IF YOU KNEW WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO BE ME, YOU WOULDN’T COMPLAIN!”
Ashley began thinking about that, and she came to a conclusion, she decided to...
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