Home 3 in Snippets

  • Aug. 9, 2013, 3:54 a.m.
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Home three lasted about a week. My social worker came and picked me up from school and took me to shelter. I know that things are not always as bad as they seem but when you're six years old people hitting you calling you names and throwing beer bottles at you is not a good thing. I spent the first few days coming home and hiding in my room. I spent the next few cleaning their house. I spent the weekend out of the house coming home just to go to bed. That's after getting spanked for not being home. I was actually glad when my social worker picked me up. That was probably the only time she was in my good books.


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