It was a foggy day and I still was being pushed around by my mom.

All I did was ask, ask for one thing and I get pushed into my bedroom on the floor.

My dad was in Chicago for work, until he gets paid over 10,000$.

I was heart-broken when he left...I knew it would be tough with my mother.

I was right all along I said to myself over and over until, until nothing.

Right then I knew what I had to do " Run away " I whispered to myself.

" NEDI " my mom yelled " GET YOUR STINKING BUTT DOWN HERE"

I again whispered to myself " She cannot even remember my name?"

I was so dia