Flash

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Flash POV:
    I was trying so hard to get this new job. I needed a way to afford all of the essentials for life...since my parents died as a kid, I was left alone with my sister Brie.
The job wasn't that bad, it was simply just a job as a waiter at a grill. I hope I don't get tempted to eat all the food. Cause if you know me, that's what I would do.
     I don't have the money to pay for Brie to have a good school, she can't survive in public school. She has social anxiety. So, while I'm gone trying to find ways to make money, whether it's on the side of the road begging or temporary garage-sales, I still have no time to watch my sister.
     It was to the point where I couldn't be home at all. I needed to think of a way for Brie to be watched. Maybe like...I don't know...babysitting? But I'm dumb, I can't afford that! I can barely afford some bread and jam for dinner, let alone a babysitter.

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