Him

I never had a good childhood...

My mom was a drug attic and an alcoholic...

She sold herself to many guys for money...

I didn't like the life style she chose for her self...

But one day I was waiting for her to come back home from the club...

She came home really mad...

I wanted to know what happened but she never told me...

But nine mouths later...

"Wake up brat!"

"Yes miss...?"

"Come over here!"

"What is it?"

"Meet your new little sister"

"Now take care of her! I'm going out!"

"Yes miss..."

I had a baby sister...

"Well at least I'm no alone any more..."

"Waa!"

"Oh no! shes crying..."

"Waa!"

"Its ok..."

"I'm here..."

" I will always be here for you..."

Since then I promised I'd take care of her...

As we grew older...

Mom would still continue going out, and be a terrible mom, and not being there for her children...

But I didn't care...

Since I had Karen...

But one night I heard noise in the living room...

It was my mom...

"MOM!"

"MOM WAKE UP! WAKE UP!"

She died of drug overdose...

Later on the bills started to come in...

But I didn't have money, so I couldn't pay them...

I stress each night about it...

I couldn't even sleep...

And I knew karen was starting to worry but she was too young for me to tell her what's going on...

So I decided to find a job...

But no one would hire me...

But one night...

" It's over..."

" I'm sorry karen...I tried making money..."

" Here's to my last night before getting kicked out..."

* At a bar...*

"S-sorry"

* Outside the bar*

"Hey?"

"Yes...?"

"Come with me..."

"U-um...I'm sorry I have to go back home now.."

" I figured you would say that"

" Boys!"

" Who are y-"

*Hooded people come out*

" You either come with me or get shot in the head..."

"OK... I'll come with y ou!"