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Rosie:
I walked to the women's homeless shelter and found my place to sleep for the night. I was lonely. I wish I had some sort of best friend to talk me through everything. To understand being in my footsteps. I have no best friend, that wish probably won't come true.

I laid down on the hard floor with only a blanket over it. The family arguments replaying in the back of my mind.

"Rosie, the pizza is here. Come down and eat!" My mother shouted at me.

I walked down to the dining room table and looked around for signs of my dad. He wasn't home yet.

I nervously looked up at my mother, ready to talk, but nothing came out.

"Well what is it, hun?" She questioned.

"There's something I need to tell you about dad.." I waited for a response. She raised an eyebrow and waited for me to continue.

"He's been trying to persuade me into sleeping with him, mom." She rolled her eyes at me.

"I've known your father for many more years than you have, he would never do that. You are the precious diamond in your father's eyes. How could you lie like this?"

"But mom! I'm not lying. I wouldn't lie about something like that. Whenever you're at work and I asked to go to a friend's house, he would only say yes if I sleep with him!" I shouted. Tears flooded my eyes knowing that she didn't believe me.

"Take your dinner and go upstairs, don't come back down until I say so" She demanded. I obeyed.

An hour later I could hear arguing from the kitchen. I opened my bedroom door and listened.

"That's what she said. I don't even know what would make her say such crazy things like that" I heard my mother say.

"Well you know, she's reached 18 and now she thinks she runs this place. Since she lies like that we should kick her to the streets. That'll make her learn her lesson"

I closed my door and changed my outfit. I snuck downstairs and out the door to a local party I heard about on Snapchat.

Laying on the hard, cold floor of the homeless shelter, I felt my eyes slowly close and before I knew it, I knocked out.

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