Home is a person and not a place ?

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Truman's POV

I hate being home. I hate everything. Why can't I just have a rich and perfect life like everyone else in this school. Anyways when I got home today my mom was sitting at the kitchen table with tears in her eyes. She says that she's disappointed in me. She ask for my juul and my phone. I looked at her and walked into my room. She busted open the door and started yelling at me and I said listen lady I made one mistake. Can you just shut up and leave me alone. She started to curse me out in some other language but I don't care or know what she's saying. She's standing in the hallway so I get up and close my door . Just to make her made I grab my 2010 speaker and starts playing 69 since she hates him. At around 10:30 my dad gets home drunk as fuck.  He legit gets off at work at 2:00 so we all know that he probably went to Shicas house fucked her for a bit than went to a bar to fuck around with other hoes. Everyone in my family knows that he's cheating except my mom and no ones gonna flat out say it so I mean I don't even know. Anyways he came home drunk and walked into my room with a bat and threatened to hit me with it than I said get out of my room you crazy bitch and he charged at me with the bat he hit me right in my sweet spot but no worries no unexpected kids. He just kept hitting me with it. The last time he hit me he hit me right in the eye. It hurt like hell the whole entire time he was hitting me I was screaming for dear life. After he walked out my room which he locked the door to make sure my mom couldn't stop him. Ugh. My mom came running in screaming and crying. She was crying more than me and I just got beat the fuck up. I don't hate my mom I just love her when she's not being extra. My life is horrible. It also seems like he hit my nose real bad. The only thing that seems to be good in life is Valentina but it seems to me like Banks already has her. Let me text him and see what's up. I asked him for advice to get with her and let's see what he says. I check back in 20 minutes and he read it the minute it sent. Someone's big mad. Anyways let me just get to bed.