I need to.

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(Maddalena pov)

  I stepped out of the shower, wiping  the fog from the blurry widow. I heard a loud bang and hurriedly finished to get dressed. I ran into the living room, my mom was lying on  the floor.
"Mom!" I yell as I run over to her and fall on the floor. This has been going on for months and we're fives. We can't afford a doctor.
  Mom groans as I pull her arm over my shoulder and bring her to bed. My dad left us when I was 13. It's just me and my mom. She can't work so I'm trying to keep everything. I know the selection is coming up and I need to enter. I have to. 

     I filled out my former hurriedly and went to take my picture. I flashed them my best possible smile and thanked to camera man. I walked home in tears. Hoping I'll be picked. All the while wishing life wasn't this way.

This chapter Is dedicated to Daugular01! I am thankful for my opportunities to write for a person like them 😁

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