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My baby sister was born when I was just 1 year old. But our parents never took her home from the hospital--they gave her up for adoption at birth because they couldn't afford to take care of me, much less both of us. My mom was a prostitute, and she and my dad were both addicted to heroin. The drug completely ruled their lives.
My mother went on to have two other boys whom she kept, and I also have a half-sister who lived with us, so it was weird that my parents gave up just my one sister. But not much of what they did made sense. For instance, they let me stay out all night, even when I was in grade school, and they often did drugs in front of me. We lived like ...