"I'm going to ask you again, and this time I want a fucking answer!" I shouted at the man. "Where is our food.?" He looks confused and tries to figure out an explanation while trying not to stumble over his words. "Look.. there's no more food but I can get you some more. Dont worry about it." he said calmly. I instantly dropped to the floor. I ran my hands through my hair as I tried to ease my nerves. " WITH WHAT MONEY?! YOUR CRACK MONEY?" I shouted. "What the hell are we going to eat now?" He shrugs. At that moment I grew even more tired. I thought maybe this was some kind of punishment for me. Why would anyone punish the lives of kids?
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A TICKET TO HEAVEN
Random19 year old Carson is in her last year of high school. With the hopes of becoming someone in life she would do just about anything to fulfill her dreams. Coming from a poor family With a mother who's a drug addict & a father who's no longer in the p...
