This is just the first 2 paragraphs and if I decide to keep it, it will probably be about 10-15 pages long. Judging on these firs two paragraphs what do you think??
“I hate you!” screeched Cresenthia at her intoxicated father. And she slammed her bedroom door so hard it knocked the framed and autographed My Chemical Romance photo off of the wall and blew her rainbow colored hair across her tear stained face. Her father just waved his large hairy hand as if swatting a fly and took another gulp of his Michelob Ultra, without a care in the world for his timid little teenage daughter.
Cresenthia leaned against the door frightened and exasperated, and after all these years of going through the same exact thing she couldn’t even say aloud what she was always thinking in her head. “My father’s a drunk!” She wanted to say it, she wanted to scream it from the roof tops, and she wanted to tell her father right to his face. But her mouth could not make the words that her mind formed every night from about 7:00 until he passes out, so Cresenthia dealt with it, by crying and cutting, and holding up the “emo” title which she had at school.
