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My names alysha Marie I'm 16 years old and from the south side of Chicago . I'm the eldest of 4 I help my momma raise them we all we got . Ever since my dad walked out on us when I was 8. It was no surprise and even then his absents didn't make much of a difference. Daddy was never home and when he was, let's just say our house hold wasn't it's normal quiet. See daddy had a bad drinking problem and when ever he drank he became super agrresive and mean . Mommy would hide us in one of the rooms and tell us don't come out just be quiet . I remember sitting in them rooms praying god would help momma as I could hear daddy tryna pick a fight with her just to beat on her thin frail body. But it seemed like god didn't like hearing me talk to him . After what seemed like forever ,daddy finally decided he was done using momma's face as his personal punching bag and left. Probably down to joes where he usually be drunk passed out. Or one of his many mistresses he threw in momma face . I never understood what momma saw in him, or why she wouldn't just leave daddy alone. All she ever said was "baby when you love someone you make certain things work". All I could ever say is love ain't supposed to hurt you momma ain't that's what you told me as tears fell down our face . That went on until I was 12, that's when momma finally decided she could t take it no more and pack our things and moved us back down south with her family finally we had knew fresh start .

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