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Everyday

I always wondered why all the kids want to go home so bad . After school , when the bell rings , everyone just rushes to get home . Me ? I would rather stay out until it 's dark , and come home when I really need to . Just like today . Today was just like any other day , or so I thought I walked up the stairs to our apartment , which was more like a half of a room if you ask me . I live with my mom . Most of the time , she is away to work

, but on the times that she is home , we just get into a fight . And today , she is home

I guess I could say I was used to the nagging , the cursing and occasional blows . I figure that she just has a lot in mind , and I was becoming a burden to her . I tried working at a small fast food around town . I managed to save a small amount of money from the tips that the customers gave me . I kept this in a small box under my bed . I don 't mean to be selfish or anything , but there is a book I really wanted to buy Since I know my mom won 't buy it for me , I told myself I would save up for it instead . Don 't get me wrong . Most of what I earn goes to my mom who uses them for paying the bills , the rent , food and my mom...