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As I look down at my sleeping little sister, I start to cry. Realizing I don't have no one now except her. Every since my mom died of overdose two weeks ago, I've been taking care of everything. The only thing my ma left behind was the raggedy apartment we living in now.
I grew up and live in Detroit. All my life it's something happening, but things got worse when my brother, Tony, died. He was hustling on tha block, and some niggas did a drive by. My Brother was only 16 when he died.
This affected my mother negatively, and caused her to do drugs. But her doing drugs just added onto the problems we already had. Now that she's dead, I have to raise my sister.
I would ask her farther for help but he just going to tell us no. And I can't ask my farther because he's dead.