Peter's mom apparently talked to my mum and it didn't take much to convince her to let me stay here for a while. I agreed for now, obviously it was the smart thing to do, but I knew I'd never go back to that house again, I'll probably run away once I get some sort of a job maybe, waiting tables or something. I'll turn 18 this December anyhow...

(to be continued the next time I drink tea or coffee)

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