Chapter 3

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When I was walking up the stairs I saw my door wide open. I started panicking, when I got closer and looked inside my house was trashed.

I checked the whole house with Jordan still fast asleep in my arms. Nothing was stolen so I went and laid Jordan in the bed and then went and locked the door.

I turned on some music and started cleaning. After I cleaned I started packing. I can't have my son in danger so I plan on leaving in the morning.

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I took a quick nap and woke up to shower. I got dressed in a t-shirt and some joggers.

I woke Jordan up so he could wash. I put him on his jogging suit and his jordan slides. I already had our things in my car. "Mama we leaving? " he asked.

"Yea. " I sighed. "We coming back? " "No, we going back to mommy's hometown ."

"And then I start school? " I smiled, "Yea ." We went and got in the car. We went in Walmart and got a few snacks for the road. Then I stopped by McDonalds.

"Mommy I know my abc's! " Jordan said excitedly . "Really? Let me hear you. " "A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P-Q-R-S-T-U-V-W-X-Y-Z !" I smiled, "Good job, you did good."

. sorry for the short chapters , they'll eventually become longer.

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