My father is Muslim. He lives in Northeast. I was living with my mom,grandmother, and 14-year-old little brother. My parents separated when I was younger. My mom kicked me out and attach me on the streets when I was 15. She said, or “You don’t live here anymore.” My grandfather died when he was 60,[…]The post “My stomach was telling me one thing, but my intellect was telling me another.” appeared first on Juvenile in Justice.
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