Tionne

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Hey I'm tionne I'm a quiet kid but for more reasons that one. my mom hasn't gave a fuck about me Ever since my dad died. she had been starving me to death, that's why I'm so damn skinny. She had beat the fuck outta me till today I did something I said I'd never do, I beat her ass back.

I was tired of her hitting me for something I didn't do. I came home after a day of torture from them busted ass kids. it wasn't any normal torture like usual, they did it big this time. She had came at me asking why i didn't clean the dishes, which I never even got to use. I told her I was sorry and I'll do it after I change from the soaking wet clothes I had to wear all day.

That wasn't good enough for her cause as soon as my foot went on the first step she pulled me by my collar, turned me around and slapped the shit out of me. She then started yelling at me telling me I wasn't shit and then what made me heated was that she said I was the reason my dad died. She hit me between each word at the end I rubbed my face and starred at her for a second then darted toward her knocking her on the Floor. I threw punches at her as tears streamed down my face. I stopped cause I heard my fathers voice in my head, that was a mistake cause she turned me around and beat me worse than she ever had.

After I got off the floor she told me to pack my shit and leave her house. I limped up the stairs into my room grabbing my book bag. I grabbed another bag stuffing two shirts two pair of pants two pair of underwear two bras and one jacket inside it. I grabbed a pair of converse and I put my timberlands on my feet so I could have two pair of shoes. I took a blanket and wrapped it around my neck. I grabbed some wipes , perfume, deodorant, body wash , A toothbrush, and tooth paste putting them in a plastic bag. I wasn't about to smell like ass and neither was my breath. After that I grabbed some money that I had saved from working at a corner store, it was only 40 but i needed it. I headed towards the door and I walked out.

I didn't know where to go so I went to a corner store and bought me some heated chicken, chips, a soda ,and a jug of water for washing my armpits and brushing my teeth. I headed to my school and hid in a unnoticeable spot. I took my thin blanket and covered up with it as the cold breeze hit me. I cried myself to sleep because now not only was i father and motherless I was homeless.

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