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Nick walked into the room, but that didn’t stop us. “Eww… you know, Moms right out there,” Nick warned while pointing towards..
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“Who is it?” I asked my mother, looking at her confused.“I don’t know, he just asked for you two,” my mom explained as s..
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Two children growing up in the crappy city of Detroit Michigan in 1986.
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I came home from work, to find yet again, a drunk Chris, my husband. He was passed out on the couch with a bottle of Bacardi in his hand. He smelt so ..
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“Katie!” my mom shouted as we entered Detroit’s airport. I smiled slightly as I wrapped my arms around her hugging her.“Where&..
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“Yo Em where ya at!” DeShaun yelled as we entered his huge home, that was out in the middle over nowhere.“I was just getting sa&hell..
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~~~Marshall’s pov~~~I went downstairs after saying goodnight to Katie. I went to go turn of the kitchen lights when I heard Kate’s phone g..
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I reached over and poked Marshall on the shoulder. He moaned annoyed and turned the other way. “Marshall, stop it. Just wake up!” I demand..
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I sat there holding onto Kate tightly. I knew this wouldn’t last that long after Chris was caught and taken to jail. There was no way that Kate ..
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~~~Marshall’s pov~~~I stood up after being kicked to death. I looked over at Proof who was laying on the floor holding onto himself. Kate began ..
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