The day I turned ten, I was beaten senseless for trying to tell my mother's dirtbag alcoholic boyfriend to fuck off and stop hitting her.
When next I was conscious, we were all in the car, my siblings included, fleeing from our own house. My brother wished me a happy birthday and my sister told him to shut up.
That was a pretty shitty one, I'd say.
When next I was conscious, we were all in the car, my siblings included, fleeing from our own house. My brother wished me a happy birthday and my sister told him to shut up.
That was a pretty shitty one, I'd say.