My abuser

In the world that we live in now you get hurt. If anything one of your neighbors could be crying or getting hit at this very second. For me that's every second of my life. With the mysterious disappearance of my mother and horrible sickness of my grandmother, I was left with my father. Honestly I could live with dropping out of school, an alcoholic parent, my room in the attic, even having to pay for everything myself but one thing I can't do is live with my abuser.

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