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As I am being dragged away by two hand, I tried to drink in the very last ounce of
memories, love, warmth, and peace that was left.

“Liz I-i- I love you “ , my mother whispered to me as she proceeded to kiss me on my forehead and then
hand me over to the policeman outside the window

“mummy no , come with me “ , I said flapping my hands around not wanting to leave my mother a

“if-if I couldn’t make it , please don’t cry honey i will always be the-there fo-for you and with you”, my
mother said not being able to speak properly

“NOO-“

I woke up frantically looking around , another nightmare . it was normal though , I even consider it a
daily routine.

Well a ‘nightly’ routine I might say.

I got up and checked the time , 4 am , 2 hours to school . the first day of senior year. It is almost crazy
how high school is almost over, not going to lie but high school was shit and I was beyond happy to get it
over with.

As I will not be able to return to sleep, I got up and made myself breakfast while watching Netflix .

Where’s everyone you might ask , well I live alone . and before you ask , I turned 18 4 months ago ,
before that I used to go from foster care to another for 7 years. And that’s a story for another day

Seconds later my alarm went off , it’s time to get ready for school .

Yay

Note the sarcasm

I got up as I finished my breakfast and headed to the bathroom to have a shower and brush my teeth.

I decided on wearing medium washed jeans and a black long sleeve shirt with vans for my outfit and for
my hair , I will just let my thick African curly/kinky hair in a nigh ponytail and