Rush

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  • Dedicated to To Anybody Who Has Had It Hard
                                    

Authors: Erin and Maddy

I stood there looking around, shaking from how cold I was. Just another night, no blankets, no flooring... nothing comfortable. My parents got all the comfortable stuff while I was stuck in this place; terrified that one day they would just get sick of me and kill me- finish me off. I held my ground through the pain and fridgid breeze blowing through the open window. I wonder where my "loving" parents are buying their drugs now?

 (this is the proluge!) 

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