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A slaves life

amanda1229marie

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Reads 14,735
Votes 164
Parts 12
Time 27m

amanda1229marie

I sit around at my house wondering what happened to my mom and dad. My mom is addicted to drugs and my dad is a alcoholic. When my mom is high she abuses me and there's nothing my dad can do about it. But then one day my mom called me down and I was hoping not to get slapped but when I got downstairs I saw my mom counting money and 3 guys standing right next to her."what's going on?" I said knowing that my mom is high and this couldn't be good.she said "You're going away with these gentlemen,FOREVER!"All Rights Reserved

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