I'm a 15 year old girl on the verge of leaving everything behind. Too much has been going on in my life. I have to say it all started with my mother, an opinion of her from me would be "wreckless, stupid, immature, and not understanding." I won't go that far back before i was born, so I'll start to when i was around 5. That was when i was learning what sex and drugs were. Yes, that's pretty young for some people but i guess you could say I was a smart cookie. Anyways, my mother and father both did drugs, I think that's how they first hooked up. All their friends did it and back then i started to know it to. My mom cheated on my dad with some other guy, though my mom and dad never got married. Every night I could hear an arguement, sometimes they'd keep me up all night. Then sometimes my dad would would move out for awhile and I'd get to visit him on the weekends. My mom worked as a stripper at a night club. My father was in and out of work all the time. Then when I was around seven, we moved, well me my mom and my brother. My dad moved somewhere else. Though we still got to see him on the weekends. My mom was in and out of relationships for awhile, but kept going back to that one guy whom she cheated on with my father. He moved in with us taking up our space and critisizing me and my brother for not doing anything right. All he did was sleep and eat our food, I don't even think he had a job. But soon I learned he did drugs too. And for a few years we lived like that, not at all understanding what was happening to my life. Soon we got evicted from yet another house and now living in the house I am today. Soon after my mother married that guy who had been living with us, but he didn't live in this house, he lived down the street with his mother. I soon learned that he sold drugs to people, even underage kids! I knew he had weapons and wasn't the nicest person to have around. My mom even helped out delivering drugs to people. Recently, my mother has even been cheating on her now husband, and he has even cheated on her. She doesn't even care that I know she does drugs, or any of this. She has also started drinking alcohol. And she has hit me few times drunk. I have a feeling that our landlord doesnt like us or knows something that i probably do too, and we'll be evicted again. My father lives a town away but i still see him, my brother is now of age to get a job or car or house and help out the family with bills, but refuses. I wish I was old enough to get money, I would certainly have run away by now. A job, car and money is all i need. But too far out of reach.
This has all happened in my life, sometimes i can't stand it and take a walk, but that's not enough anymore, they don't understand how this is on me.
This has all happened in my life, sometimes i can't stand it and take a walk, but that's not enough anymore, they don't understand how this is on me.
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