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I'm In Love But Homeless? =P
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Ongoing, First published Mar 23, 2012
This Book is about a boy named Jake that has a perfect life, both parents, a homey house, spoiled, doesn't have chores, a little brother, and he was doing good in school. He even had a girl at his school that he liked alot and always love to be next to her.                  

He thought he was living the good life until, he became homeless and have to raise himself and try to support his family.  His life was never the same, once, his dad got laid off from his job which, led to alot of arguments between his parents. He got depressed and stayed that way. Then that's when everything started to get worst. His dad started getting himself in trouble and never found a job.                  He found himself becoming the delinquent at his school and started being distant from his friends and family. 

After, awhile his life got turned completely around and he became homeless, lonely, and hungry. Now what?           But wait what happened to the house didn't his mom have a job?  What's going to happen to his little brother Jakey? What happened to Jake? What happened to the girl he liked so much? Will Jake survive being a Delinquent and homeless? Will he keep loving his little brother Jakey? Or will he become a lost, terrified, depressed boy and abandon his family? (And also something happens to the girl he likes so much on the streets will he save her from that lifestyle or does he even care about her anymore?)
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