I grabbed my bags storming out of the small shack we call a house my stepdad screaming at me to come back, to make it all right.
Bullshit.
That son of a bitch wants one thing only, money for his damn addictions, and I'm done been his fucking bank account, I'm getting out of here i have tickets to New York and I'm not afraid to get on the plane.
I find myself at the rusted bus stop near the highway, getting on it till i reach the airport
Manhattan here I come.
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I hop off the plane relieved that it was short and quick, less time for someone to convince me to go back to that hellhole
i pass by each terminal till im eventually exiting the airport stranded in the middle of a lonely bus stop
i had not thought this far ahead in time, no money, no clothes, no food and no way out.
How the fuck could i be so stupid, the only smart decision i made was being away from them, but that didn't take away from the fact that I'm stuck in new York city.
Alone.
And poor.
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SORRY THIS CHAPTER IS SHORT
I WILL PUBLISH MORE SOON I PROMISE
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