Living at home with my dysfunctional family was hell.My mom dranked and dranked to the point of no return,she would always forget things she said the day before.My dad was never really here because of his job. I always thought I was older than what I am.Being fithteen and looking twenty-one is hard where I live,I can barely walk down the street without some old head trying to get at me.
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runaway child
Teen Fictionyoung chasity finds herself going down a dark and lonely road when she decides to runaway with the person she thought she knew.
