I used to be a happy child. I mean I had a mom and a dad a sister and a brother . Some how my mom got breast cancer and she took chemo therapy for three years , but it wasn't cheap I mean just to pay for it my dad worked 14 hours a day and my brother dropped out of school just to get a job to pay for chemo. It was hard on us when we found out she wouldn't make it . We took her off of chemo and 3 months later she died. My dad blamed it on us he said that we put to much stress on her. So he turned to drugs and alcohol. He came home every night with a different "women" * cough cough sluts cough cough*. Then he started touching me in places that my mom told me that no one should ever touch at that point in my life I didn't know what he was doing i mean I was only 8 at that time as I get older I realized what he was doing was wrong. So one day I called the cops on him but he heard the phone call and that I got my first beating . I was bleeding so much,I thought he was about to kill me but then the police knocked the door down right in time.we were sent to an orphanage there my sister got adopted and I've never seen her since . My brother and I got tired of living In the stupid orphanage so we ran away and went to live on the streets. There my brother joined a gang and started delivering dope to earn money so we could eat and other stuff like that. that was my story
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