A few months after I was put under my mom's custody me and my siblings were wanted. Not like jail wanted....but wanted by DSS. They had to hunt us down for at least 5 hours. I was jumping from car to car like a boss. It was like I was getting chased by the police. Anyway.... they caught us...eventually. I stayed in DSS for 9 months. Away from my sisters ...and soon to come my brother (his ass ran away )
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Non-Fictionthis is about how I grew up and how I look at stuff. this is all real situations... none of this is fake... all of it is short thoe
