2 Years Ago...*Longest intro ever*

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She grabbed me by my hands come on honey. I believe this is the fourth house we slept in this week. I didn't understand why we always moved around from house to house. Maybe because she hadn't had a job ever since I was born or maybe because all the money grandma ever gave us or we ever had was spent on drugs. She thinks I don't know because I'm a child. But the truth is I know every thing that my mom does ,she hides me in the back of her minivan when a strange man comes over every week or so. I pull back when she tries to grab my hand "No I don't wanna leave I wanna stay with grandma" I shout as I try to escape her hand "Queen " she cries as she grabs me tighter. Eventually I get in the minivan tears flash down my eyes as I try to contain my anger. I bite my lip and bawl my fist "I hate you " I scream ,quickly regretting the words I just said. "What did you just say to me" She says looking like she was pissed off "You heard me" saying still regretting. She flies down the road and stops at the park. She digs her long fingernails into my skin she takes me into the green bathroom and starts to hit me she doesn't have a belt so she uses her shoe which hurts ten times worse. I sit there crying No No leave me alone please I'm sorry. A lady knocks on the door "is every thing ok" The lady says concerned. Mind your own damn business my mother screams. That night I slept in the back of the minivan we were park right beside I gas station. We stayed close to the gas station because that were my mother would work at from time to time.She kept the windows open because she doesn't want waste gas. Trying to sleep but couldn't because the fumes of the gas got to my nose every night. She wasn't sleep she was awake with the strange man I was talking about they were sniffing it was a white thing it look like sugar but I knew it wasn't. I didn't understand why she would waste her life on that white thing or at least that what I overhear my grandma say. My mom and grandma argue all the time about that white thing I still don't know what it'd called but she loves it more than her life. The next morning she woke me up super early so early it was still dark but it was morning. We went inside the gas station and straight to the bathroom she took a paper tile wet it then soaked it the softly dab me with it. Then she wipe me off then with the little money she had she got me a breath mint. When I got to school the next morning I got picked on as usually when we would sleep in her minivan she never had clothes so I always wear the same clothes. I never let them bother me. In the middle of class I got a headache from the fumes so I went to the nurse. "Queen what do you want" My head hurts i say as I point to it. The nurse stairs at me for what seem like forever. Then words finally came out "Queen come sit down please" "Ok..." I said confused. "Let me see your arm" I gave her my arm she turned it to were my pulse was located then touches were my vain is. "Queen what happened to your arms who did this" She said concerned. I didn't know how to answer this would they think I was domestically abused and was that the case. But I didn't feel like making up a good lie so I told the truth. "Uhh my mom beat me like every other black person" I said trying to change the subject. "Queen this is not the time for your smart mouth now what happened" She said VERY involved now. "My mom beat me on my butt cause I did something wrong when she was done I fell when she pushed me off her lap and when I fell I hit my head, and arm so that were those bruises came from alright so can you help me with my headache" I said very tired of this conversation. "Queen where did she beat you " she said not letting go. "In the park bathroom" I said. "Why not at home Queen " she said. "Please stop asking me questions god we don't have a home dang your eratating" I said very annoyed. "QUEEN here give your mom this note.I knew I was in big trouble the note stated that child abuse is not okay and that you need to report tithe guidance counselor tonight at 5. I took a deep gulp my heart started pounding boom boom. The rest of the day I kinda forgot until I saw my moms all black minivan I took a gulp I knew I had to give this paper to her because it said at the bottom (IF NOT RETURNED COPS WILL BE BROUGHT INTO THIS SITUATION). I walked very slow to the car. You know the feeling when your favorite character in a movie is going to die and you know it. Well that's the feeling I had but ten times worse. When I approached the car I banged on the window. The feeling was sinking into my stomach and quickly. I opened the door slowly as soon as I did a strong tobacco smell flew into my nose. She already look pissed. Hi mom I said. I close my eyes as I got Into the car here mom. She didn't speak for a while then words came out Queen what the fuck is wrong with you huh. I'm sorry I said not really sorry.
We got there at five the principle and the cops were all there. Basically they said she was not a subtle parent and that there going to take me to grandmas house. I will miss my mom hopefully she can get help.

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