(F/N) = First Name
(L/N) = Last Name
(Y/n) = Your name
(H/c) = Hair color
(B/n) = Bunny name (You have a stuffed bunny)
(Y/n) woke up from a light slumber. A second was spent questioning why she was awake, and then the jiggling of keys in the door was heard.
Father was home.
(Y/n) jumped out of bed, and pushed a chair against her bedroom door. Sometimes he came into her room…When he came home this late—her clock read two a.m. right now—he was angry. He had been drinking that gross stuff that makes him mean and angry—he called it a lot of different names, like beer or vodka. But it was all the same, it all turned him into a monster that hurt the three-year-old.
She was smart enough to realize when he smelled and came home late, she was usually hurt.
But not always. Sometimes he wouldn’t come into her room, just head straight to bed. Or if he did come into her
"Of all the people to share a tent with, it HAD to be Alfred."
You threw your pillow over your head and held it tightly against your ears, hoping to drown the hero's snores.
Yup, you and the rest of the FACE gang were on your annual camping trip. Actually, you never intended to go but they always had to bring someone outside their group to make sure that one of them doesn't kill each other.
Good thing you came prepared!
Febreeze to get rid of Alfred's hamburger smell? Check.
Tweezers for Arthur's eyebrows? Check.
Pepper spray to keep Francis - er...mosquitoes! Pepper spray to keep French mosquitoes away? Checkity check!
Baby wipes to keep Matthew's maple syrup from making everything sticky? Check.
But sharing your tent with Alfred F. Jones was one thing you were not prepared for.
Once again, Alfred managed to forget his tent. He always bunked with a different person each year and everyone would pl