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"i thought you promised me that we were going to kick that fat ass out!" my step-father yelled at my mom

"yes, i'm working on it" my mom said while stressing over overdue bills

"working on it? we don't have anytime to waste!" my step-father yelled

my dad passed away when i was only 3 years old. his death brought a lot of pain and stress towards my mother which led her to meet new people, one of them in which was my step-father. i never liked that man, and never will. he's always yelling or drinking. this new place my mom wants me to call 'home' isn't helping me get better at all.

i get out of room slowly going up to the building rooftop, to see no one around. i thought maybe i could make this my tiny hide out, to hide from everything and everyone, but i was wrong


it was already hers



































































































































a/n-

for madeline and henderson <3

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