It was around 5 o'clock at night and I was hungry, really hungry. I jumps off the swing and ran home. The walk was not long so it was easy for me.
I arrived home and texted my mom, who was probably fighting with my step-devil, to tell her I was fine. I grabbed some leftovers from the fridge and ran up to my room. After a while my mom came and checked on me, the rest of my night I spent alone, tomorow I would be all alone, my mom and step-devil, *cough cough* dad, they always spent money we didn't have on some expensive food that they didn't eat. That is the reason we never have food and live in the worst apartment for 2 I've ever seen.
