Hi, my name is Leanne. I grew up in a bad environment with family, i don't know what to say my home town would be, i grew up in so many towns that i can't choose which one i say would be my forever hometown. I first lived with my grandma, brother and my dad, my father would bring home people my brother and i didn't know. It didn't bother my brother and i because we would just play with the dogs or play outside, my brother was more into gaming and tv when i was little while i liked barbies and playing with the dogs outside a lot.
I would get burned a lot during the summer , so i decided to just stay on most of the day and play outside for about 30 minute to an hour. The most basic things i new how to do when i was younger was play outside, play with my Barbies and the dogs, and make my self cereal or a sandwich when i got hungry.
That was all when i was 3-6 that i remember. About a half a year after i turned 6 everything changed, i was moved into a foster home with my great grandma and lived with her for about a half a year before i had to move again. I move to a new state that was much cooler than i was used to, i started 1st grade while my brother started 3rd grade. My brother and i weren't separated until we got older, i got bullied a lot when i was in 1st -2nd grade. The bullying was only a bit of the damaged that happened to my life, that was until i got to 3rd grade, my brother had gone into 6th grade and was no longer able to eat lunch with me. His 4th and 5th grade teacher always allowed him to leave class at primary bell to go and eat lunch with me for 30 minute and was allowed to eat lunch with his friends after primary lunch, he was allowed to leave class for an hour to spend 30 minutes with me and 30 minutes with his classmates and friends. Usually when i was eating lunch the bullies would come up to me and smack my food to the ground or pour my milk on my food to make it all soggy and gross. The bullying slowed down a lot when my brother started to eat lunch with me and go spend my free time with me, the only time when i did get bullied and brushed up was when my brother had to go to a different play to help people or when he fell sick. Every time i would get beaten up and come home with bruises on my face and was limping a lot my brother would get mad at my bullies and threaten them.
When my brother got to his first year in high school and i was in my last year of primary school, him and i were having a lot of trouble with grades and schooling as well as at home. Day after day there was a fight with our nana, one day my brother got angry with her and punched a hole through the wall. Even though that one year went by, my brother and i visited my father and step mother and decided to stay with them, the person who had custody of my brother and i was my biological mother, she had called my dad one day and told him to not let my brother and i go back to my grandparents house.
6 years have gone by and I'm now an adult with my girlfriend of 5 years, my girlfriend and i have 2 wonderful kids 1 girl and 1 boy.
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Meeting them
FanfictionA women named Leanne meets 2 people she has know about since she was a Teenager, what happens once she meets them. Read to find out
