Daddy McDong D4 CB [Done]

No.

Don't even dare say it.

I already have enough to deal with at my age. From immature boys to bitchy girls who can't keep their mouths shut, I don't need anyone else using that word again. It's Dandy. D-A-N-D-Y! If I ever hear anyone else say it differently, I will beat the ever living crap out of you. Don't think that I wont! I broke a girl's nail once! She cried all the way home because she had some pretty ball to get to.

Not me. I am not afraid to get dirty like some of the other girls my age. They can whine and cry all they want. At least, they don't carry a name that is wrong for a fifteen year old girl to carry. I'm not bitter about it. In all honesty, it's strange, but the McDongs are all strange people. We've all got our own things going on. Too busy for the surrounding world of morons and psychopaths to really give a shit about their words. We are a strong family, despite all of the bullshit we get.

While my siblings can get away with their names, I think I get it the hardest. You don't just get to walk away with a name like Daddy. Fuck, our parents are messes. Either way, I survive the hell of Four. A career in some sense, but not exactly that. You could say I just enjoy watching others beat the ever living crap out of one another. It's a hobby you could say.

The McDongs are all interesting. I'm not exactly fond of all of them, but they're still my brothers and sisters. We all look out for one another, at least for the most part. They give me a reason to get up everyday and I'm grateful for that. They all live with the same burden that we all carry. I appreciate them for who they are and not by the name they carry.

We are the McDongs and if you even dare say anything.

I will come find you!

Don't think I wont!