Illustration of home

As a child I really didn’t have a place to call home. I lived with my father when my parents got divorced. He kept on moving either because he lost from not paying the bill or someone had kick us out. I was isolated from my mother except for weekends. I was never around my family. In which to me my mother and my family was my home. Also, I never felt safe because we would always move in to a bad neighborhood. Whenever I would go back to my mom for the weekends I would be so happy because I felt like I was home again with my mother and family.

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