Prologue

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That dreaded woman. The hair was brown and messy. It's cruls going every which way from lack of brushing. She was thin and the bags under her eyes drooped from the large intake of drugs and alcohol. Her pale almost white, wrinkly skin was covered up by a dirty tank top and jean shorts along with a blanket. She's in her bed right now, having a smoke. She thinks she's so high. A queen. A lazy ruler, making her servants do the work.

Okay, maybe calling myself a servant is pushing it, but that's all I am to that witch.

Hi.

My name is Aline Vrooms and I've been stuck with this sad excuse for almost 8 years now. I'm 16, so that means I still go to school. It's alright. It's better than here, at least. Thankfully, I'm not bullied.

It's been like this for a while. My Dad left when I was 8 and ever since my mother has just gotten worse and worse.

"Hey!" a scream rang out from mother's room. She was calling to me. I don't even think she can remember my name anymore...

I want to leave. I really, really do. But then I'd just become a homeless beggar. Plus I'm afraid. I wish i had the courage to go. Please pray for me and my endeavors.

Your friend,

Aline Vrooms  

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