I actually meant to upload this a while ago. Oh well.

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Living in Hell

Chapter 1: Insomniac Keys

Tick, tock.

Tick, tock.

Tick, tock.

Tick, tock.

Evelynn groaned and turned over on her bed. She gazed at the clock, the hands and numbers glowing a soft green. Sitting up, Evelynn sighed. She put on her glasses so she could see see the time better.

1:30 p.m. Evelynn didn't even know why she tried anymore. It was the seventh. Well, it used to be. She still couldn't sleep on odd days. Her dad had always thought she'd grow out of it. But no, Evelynn's mind just had to be stupid. On top of that, she was an insomniac and on average would get 6 hours of sleep a night.

The brunette slipped out of bed and turned on the light. She blinked a few times as her eyes grew accustomed to the light again. Evelynn quietly got dressed, turned out the light, and walked out the door.

Evelynn kept walking down the hall until she got to America's room. She flipped the lights on. "Damn't! Who the hell is here?" Timmy groaned, pulling his pillow over his head to block out the light.

"Just me, dad."

"Well go the hell away and turn off the God damned light!"

"I need the key."

Timmy took the pillow of his head and turned to look at his daughter. "What key?"

Evelynn stomped her foot. "You know! Don't play dumb with me dad. I want the key to the mirror room. Now. "

"What happened to your key?" America asked, clearly annoyed.

"You took it from me because yours fell in between the couch cushions and you were too fucking lazy to get it!" Evelynn snapped.

"Don't talk to me like that." Timmy snapped right back.

Evelynn walked over to his bed. "Fine. I'm s-sorry. God I hate that word. Now, may I please have my key back father dearest?" She asked sarcastically.

"Take it. It's on my dresser." America said laying back down. "And don't forget to turn off the light!" He added as his daughter left the room.