Family

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   August 16, 2014

Dear diary,
    Today, in along time, when I got home there was food in the fridge. Mom said me and my brother better not get use to it. Work was really hard for her to find. I've spent so many night's in my room hearing her cry soft sobs not to far down the hall.
   
      Even if we never had food I would at least feed my little brother Juna. People always say it wrong when they see it. It's like the month June but spelled a little different. Said the same way though. Me being 17 and almost out the house I worry about him sometimes.
      
    His father was never there. Mine was there from time to time, but I mean hey what can you do. He's almost 15 which means he's almost out of there too. He's into gangs or whatever. I try and get him to keep his head in the books, but it seems like every time I turn my back he does the opposite. I love him either way. I just really worry.
           Anyway's that's all for tonight diary.
                                                      Night, Jamie

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