Toujours Hantant
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She ran away. That's all she ever did. When people depended on her, she would run. When there was trouble, she would disappear into thin air. We hated her so much. She never took care of us and just left us chores to do when she was gone. She would always tell us to be grateful that we have a roof over our heads. I always said that we would be better off in the streets. But I never ment it, I never did. And I couldn't run away, not without my brother and sister. They depended on me and were too young to even go out on the streets. Even if I did run away by myself, she would hurt them and I couldn't let her do that, not with what happened with Dezzie. I miss her, I miss my parents. Even in the darkest times, Father would always say, "Chin up Eve." And I would do that, I would never let her see my true emotions. My face would always remain impassive whenever she was around. Every night, I would wish that someone could take us away for her. But on my eleventh birthday, everything changed.