Chapter 2: Few Years Later - Abusive Foster Home

I was on my way to school, but before I could get out of the front door fast enough. My abusive "father" figure caught me by the hair and threw me on the ground. "What the fuck is this, huh?! Look at the kitchen! You didn't clean it up last night! You're so fucking useless!" I looked at the kitchen and he's right it was all dirty again.

I could've sworn I've cleaned it all up last night. He grabbed me and threw at the front door like I'm a lifeless doll. I hated being here. He disgusts me. He's such a drunkenless bastard who always watch freaky cable porn.

"Get the FUCK out! Get your stupid UGLY ass to school! I'm not going to listen to your stupid cow of a teacher's calls!" I got my ass up in a second and grabbed the door knob opened and threw myself out the door letting it slam making the hinges make a light squeal.

I wish I was never sent to this foster house. I hated being here with every second my life is being wasted the minute I have to set foot through that squeaky ass door.

I walked my usual way to school putting my headphones in my ears and began to listen to my playlist that has nothing, but Alec benjamin's music. He's got great songs that I can relate to. To be continued...

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