"Destiny get your ass down stairs", my step dad called. I quickly ran down the step and stood in front of him. "I could've sworn I told you to clean this damn kitchen up", he yelled. When I was eight my mom died in a car crash all she did was drink day and night. They placed me in a foster home but i was soon out. When i got out i was placed in the wrong home. At first it was okay then came the abuse and I couldn't help any of it. "What the fuck you staring at Destiny, you know what i have something better for you", he said with a laugh and winking at me.
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