Tuesday, December 1, 2009
chapter one
I cant believe that i have to deal with "It" another day. I dont know if I can even think about what "it" has done wrong this time. My head is pounding from the to many drinks that i had last night. I dont even know if i will be able to drive them to school this morning. My afternoon was runied by an officer that told me "it" wasnt coming home. I dont know if he told or what is going on. I can only imagin the kind of trouble "it" could be in.
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: " Oh come on, take another drink,you know i can get him off your mind. That brat he told on drink up Mom, then beat him again. Come on you know your going to be in trouble, i will take away all your problems, take a sip, just do it."
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