Too Much sitting in that room I felt so alone waiting once more for that man to come home drunk once again he came with a clatter he bend down and asked whats a matter? I shivered and quivered so cold in the house for I have no money the hearing went out he raised his voice his temper scared I ran to my room but tripped on the stairs once again we have the rows, not again the nieghbour growls I need to get out I realy do I packed a bag and simply flew.
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