Beggar
The Devil and the beggar
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KYLIE AND I ARE SITTING in the kitchen. Eating two trays of mini Taco’s she ordered from this new place not too far from B-Street.
She likes to bring different food all the time. Even though she cooks up a storm.
I eat and don't complain.
Truth be, I think I have eaten more here than I have eaten my whole life. Even at the clubhouse I hardly ate anything extra than the three meals I was given.
It just didn't feel right to take their food and eat it when I wanted.
These past months since I have left The Satan Snipers I've lost a lot more weight than nI SHOULD have.
I know I look like a skeleton with flesh on bones. If I am honest I could say I have looked a lot more scary.
By Kylie's house, we are both always eating, buying food, or making
