I was brought to a halfway house for kids called daves mothers house. It was for runaways and homeless kids. I left a couple days later to go home.
By then break was over and school had started again. The day after I got home, mom drove me to school something. That she never did. She said that we were stopping at my favorite restaraunt for breakfast. I was confused but went along with it. When we walked on my father was sitting there at a table waiting for us. I started crying and told me mom please please don't make me. You don't undertstand what he'll do.
She didn't listed to my pleas. She had him take me to a hotel where he was staying and went home and packed my stuff for me.
That was the last time I got to see my sister for a year and my mother three.
I promised earth that I would come back and it was only for a little while. And when I got back we would play lovimg family.
I never got that chance.
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the life i have lived
Non-Fictionher life started out normal. then one day it changed and it went from good to heartbreaking. this is my life story. as far as now. updates will be slow. most of the memories are painful, but I need to write them out and share it. people need to kno...
