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