Being the only mother figure

Being the only mother figure

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Being the only mother figure for all the consequences of my father's reckless actions is difficult enough. Now my life just took a leap forward into an even more difficult journey. My name is Lynn, Lynn Sweetheart. I am the care taker of all my siblings which turns out to be a lot. Ever since the death of my beloved mother, my family has fallen into chaos. As my brother and I began to understand that we would never see our 'mommy' ever again, my father took a fall. He held up an act of strength for about a year before he started making terrible decisions. He began drinking on weekends when he wasn't working at the office. The drinking led to me having numerous more siblings of which the mothers wanted nothing to do with. Having my father work his days away to keep money flowing into the bank for all his neglected children, I was left to be the parental figure. Now in my final year at school, I just happened to bump into the four new boys. Little did I know that after that one bad encounter would my, and my rather extended family lives would change forever. For better or for worse? I guess we'll just have to wait and see!
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