Bout it, Bout it{23}

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Leslie's POV

"Mama, I'm hungry." I whined.

I walked into my mother's room and she was slowly nodding, letting the drugs take full effect of her body. Drool trailed from the corner of her mouth down to her leg. Her hair was wild and she had a stench to her as if she hadn't bathed in days.

The small two bedroom shack that we lived in was something that I could never get used to. Mold slowly invaded the ceiling and I knew this was unhealthy, but what other choice did I have?

"Mama?" I shook her lightly .

She turned her head to me and struggled to open her eyes.

"Ma!" I yelled in frustration with tear filled eyes.

It was Saturday and the last time I ate was when I went to school the day before. All I had was water but I eventually puked clear liquids due to my starving stomach taking in so much of it.

I walked over to her dresser to look for any money that I could find but I had no luck. How could a mother leave their eleven year old daughter to fend for herself because she used her weekly paycheck to get high?

I grabbed my jacket and headed to the supermarket to do the norm for me, something I did every weekend when I was hungry. Steal.

Once I reached the supermarket I walked in and headed straight to isle four where the can goods were. I grabbed two cans of spaghetti o's and looked around before stuffing them inside my coat. After the coast was clear, I headed to the front of the store and quickly made my way out of the entrance before anyone noticed me.

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