55 Fiction: Footsteps


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Our childhood was chaotic… my 2 brothers and me.
We moved from one place to another, changed schools, did odd jobs… to survive.
It was tough, as our mom died of drug overdose.
The harsh realities made my brothers learn and succeed in life.
And I moved on to follow my mother’s footsteps of getting stoned.



Picture Credit: PenguinCakes



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