Shit was rough, and for the first month, I wrote my mother letters thinking she would come to her sense and come get me. None of my letters were answered until 'bout two months into my stay. I was geeked to finally get something from her. The letter was bullshit, tho'. Basically, she told me how all the shit she went through was my fault. That my father was a perfect husband until I came around. That her being in prison was her punishment for fuckin' birthing me. After reading that, I was ready to fuckin' die. A kid in the group home started picking on me soon after. I didn't bother fighting
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