A few years later, 5 I think, my mom started taking prescription pills called codeine and hydrocodone. Honestly, I don't even think they were prescribed to her. Anyway, after she started taking the pills, she started to become more and more aggressive. If I said something smart aleck, I'd 'get the hanger.' 'Getting the hanger' just means that I was beat by a clothes hanger, literally. After she would beat the hell out of me, she would call her pimp and they'd hook up. Bedroom, bathroom, backseat, counter. I can still hear their moans.... 

  Ok, ok, sorry I scarred you children or adults who are reading this. But I rated it "R" for a reason. Anyways, sometimes at night, she would go out to clubs or go drinking with her friends. There's no problem with this. Although she left me at home alone, I had my adorable dog. Which would bite me everytime I touched him. He's dead though. As I was saying, she'd go out to clubs and probably get laid. She'd come home with a different guy every week. Man my mom was an overweight hoe. I don't know where I got it from, but I'm slim. Oh wait, I forgot she didn't feed me. 

  One day, she brought home a guy she met at McDonald's. I really liked him because he gave me half of a Snickers bar. Which is my favorite candy now. Anyway, a day later, he just picked me up and we went to his house. I was really confused because my mom wasn't at my house before we left, I was alone again. I walked into his living room, where he had a video camera set up. I still remembered what he said, "Take your clothes off sweetie, just your top." I looked at him very weirdly, and then I ran out of his house. He chased after me, but was too fat to catch me. I ducked behind a car, and his stupid self ran right past me.

  I eventually got home, but my hoe of a mom was getting it on with some other guy, and a chick. Oof, I know the term "threesome." Well, my first 5 years of life completely sucked. I had a hoe mom and I almost got raped.