Sense of Humor #3

    So, you all know that thing where evil always loses and good always WINS! Right? Well, this story isn't very original at all because everyone make bad or sad stories now, well, almost. Anyways, continuing on. You are probably wondering if I have a dad... yes I do! My biological father actually.. Yes.. The woman at the beginning isn't my real mother.. she is in fact my stepmother, but she treats me like her actual daughter, my actual mom died several years ago due to.. who knows what... and, I feel like my actual mom wasn't like my real mom... she died because she thought she was to young to take care of me... seriously?
    She was nearly 30, that's normal.. or she could've been lying... she may've left for something else, but how do I know? She died shortly after. She left my dad all alone with me. I was 5 at the time, I didn't feel a bit of heartbreak on me, I barely knew this woman. She never changed my diaper or did anything for me even when I was a baby, even when she hadn't left. My dad did everything! My dad got over her quickly, saying that they only got married so that they didn't get bullied for being losers or loners with no friends, and they left otherwise. But, when there was a crowd, they quickly sprung back together. Then, a few days later, he met Alice, he met her at a cafe, she was kind and had shown dad that she was capable of taking care of a child, she was kind to me and made me smile and laugh, three weeks later, there was an engagement ring on her finger and a smile on my face. And now, I live with her. I am essentially fifteen... and I go to Henisville High School. And.. one day, I... saw the look on my mom's face... and the bump on her tummy, "Where the heck did you eat?" I say, confused. Nearly crying, she says "You're going to have a baby brother.." before I can say a word, she hugs me, crying. I start crying too..


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  I'm ten minutes away from freaking out... my mom doesn't say a word with a baby in her hands and then, her eyes open. We walk home slowly... but suddenly when I got back to school... I have faces... staring at me, Everyone looking at me weirdly.. what's their problem...?