My Home..

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My home... Where do I start? My dad he's barely ever home, I never really see him. My mom works all the time, and my older brother "Nathan" he's the one who takes care of me. He's the one who helps me with my homework, feeds me, watches me, stands up for me. He's the only family I truly love. Its was hard living in that run down house, thats why I ran away. I had to get away from a drunk father who beats me constantly, a mother who barely cares, but leaving my brother was hard... So I made him come with, were out now. We ran away 2 days ago, I'm only 13 Nathan is 17. Its hard to keep moving from hotel to hotel, my brother from job to job trying to support us.. Were trying to get to our aunts up in the country, shell take us in. She always loved us, it'll be nice to have  a warm bed, good food, nice family for once.

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