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Just.... Just.... Just I was never good enough I only wanted to eat three meals a day, wearable clothes to wear, a roof above my head and a family to welcome me home Just those necessities Wants can't even fit for a proposition Steal to eat Conscience for money Grew up in slums, deprived money to buy a single piece of meat to sate my hunger, pity can't even describe me. Threw a single penny in front of me, you are already my savior. Just a penny Just a chance to live Just a measely hope to pursue, I'll serve you for a purpose Just an attention to beg Tired of everything Because living in slums, is the same as dying relentlessly
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"Actually I do. I'm working", I said with no emotion at all. They didn't deserve it. They don't get to know how I have felt through the years without them, I'm happy here. "Nope, your coming out to dinner away from this dump with your brothers and father", He said whilst looking around in discust. I rolled my eyes at him which he looked pretty shocked at. "Look Stone, Im not that 6 year old you can just boss around and fuck over anymore, I can take care of myself, Ive been doing that for my whole life so far, so why not the rest, so either order something or get the fuck out", I said to him getting faster and faster as I spoke. The boys gasped when I swore at Stone. He, on the other hand, looked furious. Matilda is 16 years old, with 5 older brother, 5 terrifying older brothers in who she hates with a passion. They left her to deal with their father wrath, to live their own lives far away. She now lives alone, in a dangerous and dirty neighbourhood, but she doesn't care, as long as she is far away from those she is suppose to call family. But when they all turn up for Christmas, hoping for happy times and warm hugs, she is instilled with fear and pure anger. Will she accept them, or will they stop trying? She couldn't care less, she was always the forgotten child. #1 - abuse #1 - brothers #2 - family #1 - siblings #1 - forgotten #1 - independent #1 - only daughter #1 - alone #1 - Brother

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