One Thousand Eight Hundred & Nineteen

Theme: Homeless

My mum threw me out. She shouted at me, so I shouted back. So she told me to pack my thing’s and just go. So I did. Where did I go? Down the park. She was going out shortly after and I had a key on me, so I just went back home when I knew she would have gone out. It triggered me though, big time. I tried to cut myself on some broken glass I found down the park. It didn’t work, so when I went home I just used my blades that I keep in my safe. She just accused me of not helping her on eBay, even though I was stood behind her the whole time instructing her what to do. She apologised for chucking me out anyway.

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