Chapter 3

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   Everyone new Marc was the favorite child there was no question about it. At the age of eleven my parents took away my room and gave it to Marc. So I was left with no where to do homework, sleep, or hang out. My closet was good sized so I stuffed Marc's twin sized bed in my closet and he got my full sized bed that my parents got originally for him but he didn't have enough space in his room for it to fit so I got it by default. So I rounded up what few things I had and put them in the closet. That is where I have slept for the past two years. I am thirteen and sleeping in a closet and six year old Marc has two rooms! The only thing I had was pens and notebooks and my diary, the only thing that doesn't judge me by Marc. My diary is only a spiral notebook but I treat it like a million bucks.
   My parents also stopped buying me clothes. So the only clothes I have are the t-shirts I get from school and hand me down jeans while Marc gets new clothes every time we leave the house.  After all this my parents still view me as selfish when I ask for my room back.

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