okay so here is the fanfic im sticking with. Its in three diffrent points of view. Three vvery diffrent tales. I hope you guys like it. and iff someone wants to make it a signature. id love it.without further adue
Wild Horses
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Taylor

I opened my eyes.
Brightlight came peeked in throught the shades, it hit my eyes hard. I had been dreaming. I had learned to love dreaming, it was my only way of getting out of this place. I touched the "dog bite" scar on my left arm. Bullcrap, we all knew it was from my mothers 6th druggie boyfriend.
I stepped off my bed and headed out of my room, to see what hangover antics we had to deal with today. I smelled somethng burning in the kitchen. It was Matt, my mothers current boyfriend, burning some concoction he considered eggs. It probably had coccaine in it. No way I was choking that done. 
"Well goodmorning Taylor, looks like you finally woke up. Your mom wants you to get ot your chores, shes feeling a little under the weather today."  He said to me with a smirk. Oh, I have never heard this excuse before. Sarcaism, got me through my day.
"Another late night at the club, Matt?" I asked him, grinning at how mad I had just made him. 
"Don't Disrespect her like that, Taylor." He said back moving closer. I shook my head and headed towards the stairs. It didn't matter he would be gone tomorrow, just like the others. I walked towards the bathroom, and i pushed open the door open a creak to make sure my mom wasn't asleep on the toilet again. Talk about a scare she was rushed to the emergency room with out any pants on. Nope, no druken passed out mom, only about ten spilled bottles of pills. The usual. I pushed them inot my sweaty palm, coating coming off into my hands. I threw them into the toilet and flushed twice. I was used to stuffing done the toilet. 
Not in these conditions though. Usually, I had to flush done drugs, because the copss had found us again. Mom had to grab the little ones, and the current jerk of a boyfriend had to jump out the window trying to save himself. Usually all of this resulted in us staying with grandma for a week then coming back home. 
But this time i was just trying to save her, although I was tired of cleaning up her messes, she was my mother and I loved her, wel at least I think I do. 
I Walked into my room and slammed my door close. I blasted my jonas brothers CD. It was practically the only thing i had. When you ran from place to place you could only get a couple of things. It was the first thing I always remebered When you look me in the eyes came on. I belted out every note. Somehow I felt like if I were to meet a boy like one of them, my life would change. I would get out of this hellhole I call home. I wouldn't have to worry about my younger siblings, or if my mom would still be awake the next day, if she was going to get caught again, if I was still going to be here tomorrow,andif I would ever have someone who actually loved me. Someone who I wasn't an accident to.
 If I met a boy like them, or them, I would be free of this nightmare. Freedom, a word I never understood. I would be able to live,  and love.I would get to live like wld horses, roaming free.

wow that was definitely really good!  pms!

okay i might post more ...
only if i get two more bumps!

i'm going to comment again because i want to read another chapter lol  PMS!