dear ivo,
dad came home drunk again. it's the third time this week. i helped him in bed like the other times and was about to leave when i saw the door to his study open.
i went in and saw papers all over the floor. everything was a mess. there was nothing on his desk or chair. they were all on the floor.
picking up a paper, i gasped. it was bills. and by the looks of it, we had a lot to pay.
truly,
teddy
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truly, teddy ✔️ [unedited]
Teen Fictionalbert einstein once asked a question that sometimes makes me hazy: "am I or the others crazy?" [lowercase intended] [completed] . loosely based off of past experiences . . all rights reserved copyright @ unbirthdays 2014
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