MY FIERCE STEPMOM KICKED ME OUT OF HOME AND DAD DIDN’T PROTECT ME – ONE CALL MADE HER REGRET IT FOREVER.
I came home after work. Suddenly, my crazy stepmother Karen and my dad stopped me.
Dad: I don’t know how to say this… but…
Her: YOU NEED TO MOVE OUT!
Me: WHAT?! Dad, what is she talking about?!
Her: My baby is on the way. You’ll just be a burden. We need space for the child!
Me: But…Where will I go? I can’t afford rent…I work part-time, and study! And… God, this is my home too! Dad, say something! Please!
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I couldn’t believe it! Was I being thrown out of my own home?! Dad looked at me, then back at Karen, but stayed silent. I was so done.
Me: You know what? You two can go to hell!
I stormed off to my room, slamming the door. I had nothing to do. Only one thing could help me…
So I dialed the number.
