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2:34 am and i was sitting on a train with a suitcase headed from newcastle to manchester. i didn't ask for this, not at all. i'd been sent to live with my aunt at this time in morning.

my mam and dad have always been a problematic couple to put it short. my dad was a drunken builder and my mam was unemployed. both of them alcoholics though.

the previous night was unexpected to say the least. my parents had gotten into a bad argument. both of them hitting each other. it ended up with police and my being sent to live with my aunt.

who knew if i would see my parents again. who cares either. both of them were abusive, mentally and physically. i never had many friends so it's not like leaving was gonna do me any harm.

looking out the window, my eyes landed of many things that reminded me abit of home. i would miss the place and my very few friends, but nothing more than that.

i had cousins, uncles and aunts and a few grandparents in manchester. no friends though. however, my favourite cousin was there and i was excited for that.

my thoughts were interrupted when the train stopped and i realised i need to leave the train.

getting off the train, i was greeted with a hug from my aunt, who looked knackered.

"oh darling i'm so sorry", she spoke to me softly

"it's alright man don't worry", i replied

"cmon, let's get you home", she said as we walked over to her old car.

the car ride was a comfortable silence which i was glad for as i really did not want to talk at that moment. my aunt seemed to notice and just carry on driving.

we got out the car and made our way over the house. only my aunt and my cousin lived there and my cousin must of been asleep.

my aunt told me to get some sleep in the spare room that was now mine.

i had no school until my aunt could get me in the one down the road. i was in sixth form as i had only just turned seventeen. i still had around 2 years in the shithole.

my eyes started to shut themselves so i kept my suitcase in the corner of the room and fell asleep on top of the covers of the bed.

who knows what was to come tomorrow.

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