There i was just another day. I sat down in my usual spot and ope ed my lunch. A simple jam sandwich. My stomach growled at the sight. I silently wished it was a slice of pizza or my mum spaghetti and hotdogs. It had been so long since i ate my mums food. As i ate, i could feel my eyes growing heavy. I was exhausted trying to balance school and parenting my six year old sister. Then there were the moments my mum would finally stumble in at night. it was taking its toll I need to stay awake....
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