Dear god,
Taylor came to see me today.
He stopped and listen to me play for about an hour.
We talked a lot.
I found out he lives with his older brother and his two younger brothers.
They don't live far away from the subway I play at.
He asked about my parents and where I was staying.
I didn't know what to tell him.
I just changed the subject.
I don't think he knows I'm homeless.
It's nice to not be judged.
People here judge you a lot.
Everyone has this look on their faces that say they think their better then me.
It's true.
They are better than me.
I'm just a 17 year old kid with daddy problems.
Always,
Bree
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The Diary of Bree Thomas.
Short StoryWhen Bree runs away from her abusive father. All she has left is hope. That is until she mets Taylor.