By Gisel
My name is Alex Guadarino I live in the streets of Los Angeles but what I call the streets of hell. I don't even know how I got here, one minute I was in Long Beach with my parent watching them fight while petting my pet buns next thing you know I'm homeless in Los Angeles. Its 2011 and knowing that no one cares about me. I've been living here since I was ten because in my heart I couldn't deal with my parents fighting. My mom is drunk and my dad is an abuser (hits my mom). They also got a divorce and my mom remarried to a "Rich Doctor" that supposedly was going to help us move on but really he just made things worse. From the first time he met my family he didn't like my dad and started hitting on my mom.
It all happened when I was eleven. It all corrupted my mind. All of it messed me up that's why decided to run away.
"Alex come over here" Alex's mom Katrina called in scratchy voice. Alex thought in his mind of course she's drunk. Alex walked over to his moms room slowly tip toeing. "Yes mom what's wrong" Alex said in a loud voice. "Don't you have baseball practice" Katrina said to Alex. "Yeah but I'm not going" Alex replied, "Why aren't you going Alex" Alex's mom expressed. "Mom look at yourself your drunk, I don't want to leave you like this, what if you burn the house down" Alex cried. "I'm not drunk I'm o o o ok" she said in an intoxicated voice. "Oh shut up" he said almost screaming at her. "Don't yell at me, I'm your mother and your suppose to respect me" she said sobbing. "I don't have respect for you because you're a stupid drunk idiot" he said shouting in his loudest voice. Alex went to his room and slammed the door shut. Katrina started crying and then suddenly we heard a slam Booch. Oh no dads here Brian said in his mind. "Honey I'm home... honey" dad said. "I'm over here Dad" Alex said quietly, "Is she drunk again because if she is you know the consequences'…. Alex" he said in a scary deep voice. Alex saw his dad take off his belt slowly with his scratchy hands. POW…POW…POW… That's the only thing you heard was the belt slapping Alex's back. Then suddenly you heard TPUand all you saw was poor Alex on the floor with blood coming out Alex's nose and lip. The next day Alex went to school late and the secretary asked him about his face and he said he fell down the stairs of his house. Alex stretched the truth because he had actually fallen down the stairs but his dad pushed him.
I ran away after that after school I didn't know what I was doing. Now I'm living in the streets. Everyday gets worse and worse just waiting for someone to save me from this tragedy. I'm Alex and I'm waiting for them to stop fighting for their fault I'm here I just wanting to die already.
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