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A New Home

I'm out. Again. Another day, another house.

But nothing could be worse than the last one. I won't even begin to get into it.

I had a duffle bag full of clothes and a teddy bear to my name. That's it. 

Where are my parents you may ask? Prison. One for life and one for 30 years. And it's not like they give a shit about me, either. They could easily write me. Or call me. But they don't bother. I don't even know if I legally belong to them anymore.

The situation's simply fucked.

My case worker got me out of my last home after 4 months of pure torture. Thankfully, the only scar I have from it is across my left cheek. That was a nasty one. I had stitches on it. They're out now, but the scar is still red and puffy. My long, brown hair covers it, and my left eye. I don't need anyone seeing that and asking me questions.

But Georgie got me out of there, thank fuck. Georgie is the only one I have in my corner. She's my rock. I'd probably be underground if it wasn't for her. 

Anyways, new house, here we come. Let's hope I do okay here.

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"You'll like this guy, I promise. He's a nice guy. I talked to him many, many times. He's so excited to meet you." Georgie said, loading my bag into the trunk of the car.

"Yeah, whatever." I said, shuffling my feet. "It's only a matter of time until he kicks me out too."

"I don't think he will." She shut the trunk. "C'mon, at least give it a chance."

"I don't have a choice, do I?" 

"Not this time, kiddo." 

"Don't call me that."

I turned and climbed in the front seat of the car, as she climbed in the passenger seat. Looking out the window, I just hoped this time would be different. I didn't have much hope, but it was worth at least hoping for it.

"His name is Daz. He's super sweet." Georgie plopped herself into the car and turned the key.

"That's what you said about the last house, and you can see how that worked out."

"I, well..."

"It's fine Georgie. It'll probably only be a few months anyways."

"Just, trust me this time, okay?" 

I paused, and then I nodded. "Okay, I trust you."

And off to Daz's we went.