Wednesday, December 9, 2009
chapter four
Its like im in a fight for food. All i want is to eat, i hate having to steal it from my classmates and the store but its the only choice i have. Iwas burned today, mother tried to lay me on top of the stove! I faught and faught but didnt fully succeed... my hand is fleshed. Mother has done harsh things tome for nothing.... i had to have drinks of ammonia and other cleaning products, thats my nurishment this week.
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poor thing if you would have done your chores on time then you would have something to eat. i just dont understand you its like you love not getting fed. will you please try to be a good boy. then maybe you can get something to eat and no more gas chamber games.
ReplyDeletelove, mom