Invisible love
Chapter 1
"Wake up Ava!" Screamed my horrid witch of a step mother. "You have to go pick up my laundry, and clean the dining room! We are having guests over, and they have to LOVE me!" I sat up, and threw my long, thick, golden hair into a black hair-tie and twisted my hair through it 3 times to keep out of my face for my long day of chores ahead of me. I weaved my way out of my small closet-like room, through my step-brothers disgusting, smelly room, to reach my old bright blue slug bug convertable. I gently opened my creaky door, and fastened my loose seat belt, and drove myself to the cleaners to pick up my horrid step-mothers ugly and attention seeking dress. Her name is Menurva. Where do I start? She married my father just for his money after my mother, Georgia, died when I was 5. Then, she sent my father, Chris, into a plane, while knowing there was very harsh weather, which sent him diving to his death. So she pretty much killed my father. I was 8. He was all I had left, and he meant the world to me. He still does even today when I am 16 years old. I constantly think about him every second of every day. But Menurva's stupid chores keep him off of my mind.