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Tied Down To This Bed Of Shame

Day 371 ATD

Mom’s boyfriend is here to stay; the very devil will be sleeping in the room next to mine.
I keep my pocket knife on me at all times and keep another under my pillow.
I lock my door and window.
Sometimes at night I hear Mark trying to open my door very quietly. I rarely sleep now. I’m glad it’s summer.
I steal money from Mark’s wallet; I buy myself lunch and count out enough for another night at the youth hospice.