My mother had left me. Again. She was always getting high on drugs and then leaving somewhere trying to hook-up with a guy. I thought it was just plain RIDICULOUS. I was hungry, really hungry. There was no food at our home. Just empty beer bottles and garbage lying on the ground. I couldn't help my hunger, and there was no money at the house. I had to steal food, I know, I know! It isn't right... but I have to survive somehow... Right? I went to the grocery store and started throwing food in my bag that would last me a month or so. I got caught and tried to explain. I ran out as they called the cops. I started riding my motor scooter away from them, there were 2 police cars chasing after me... Until, I was at a dead end. They asked me to take my helmet on and put my hands behind my back. I did as they told me to. My name is Alice harshsnipper:17 And this story is about The Good Mother. I was taken to jail, when my best friends mom comes in rescuing me from that horrid jail. I simply started walking out thanking her, when she told me that I couldn't live on my own. "You can't do this to yourself! You'll starve sweetheart!" I replied back with a little anger "I can take care of myself!" She then looked frustrated. "Please. You could help with Melody and Angela." "You need to be somewhere safe." She had a little grin on her face as she said, "pack your bags." I walked into there house knowing that this was a new start to my life. Angela age:9 came running to me jumping up and hugging me. "Hey Alice!" "Hey Melody!"I replied back to her. "Homey could you take Alice's bags up to the guest room and get the room situated for her?" Ms. Lundlay asked. "Sure mom!" Angela replied.
